Breakdown - September 28, 2012

DARK MATCH:

Mr. Fatigue defeats Hannibal via countout

“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 David Miller hitting the Backdrop Driver. 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 pulling on a barbed wire wrapped bat stuck on Dillusion’s hair and then ripping away as Dillusion smiles from the sudden pain, before freezing and flying 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 Masquerade hitting the Skeleton Key on Shilo Valiant before freezing and flying at the screen. A shot of Jason Zero dropping Sasha Drachewych with the Chaos Theory is shown before freezing and flying at the screen. A quick shot of David Helms holding the SCW World Championship over his head, before switching to a shot of Adam Allocco and Memphis Cade 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 Shawn Winters hitting the Graven Image on Greg Cherry are all shown before freezing and flying past the screen. A shot of the current SCW Tag Team Champions, Dark Fantasy, are shown, posing with the titles 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, Shaun Cruze, Thorn & David Helms, Lucas Knight, Natalie Dubrinsky, Regan Street, Marina Trent, Harmony Fisher, Adam Allocco, Doomsday 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 XL Center in Hartford, Connecticut where spotlights circle the arena before pyro shoots out from the entrance way on both sides and around the big screen before coming to a stop. The crowd erupts in cheers as the cameras pan the audience, showing the crowd, cheering and waving their signs, hoping to get onto camera. Spotlights circle the arena before we sweep down to ringside to see Adam Sharper and Jonathan Knots at ringside.

Sharper: “Welcome everyone here live to Hartford, Connecticut. Adam Sharper here alongside Jonathan Knots and tonight, with everyone talking about Apocalypse and what happened on that night, we’re going to see all of the fallout here tonight.”

Knots: “Yeah and where the hell is my additional bodyguards? I now have insane people attacking me after shows. I want the national guard on standby. I’m one of this company’s greatest assets! Along with Syren’s two items of value.”

Sharper: “Ah…”

Knots: “The World and World Tag Titles…sick freak!”

Sharper: “Well she’ll be in action later tonight, teaming, shockingly enough with Adam Allocco and Memphis Cade…that will be an interesting team, to face the Next Level, Helms, Thorn and Starr in a huge six person tag.”

Knots: “Also, we’ll see Thirteen in action to take out Greg Cherry.”

Sharper: “We’ll see about that.”

Knots: “We’ll see that! That’s for sure!”

Sharper: “That and much more. We’re being told that Syren’s next challenger will be announced tonight. That’s going to be interesting to say the least.”

Knots: “I wonder whether Starr and his chair will be around to make their case…”

"The Hand that Feeds" by Nine-Inch Nails plays as the lights to a bright white color onto the rampway. The fans cheer and yell their support as a light fog of black and white smoke settles along the ramp way and spills outwards, swirling. With all in place, a figure raises from under the mist, her back to the audience, who can only see the silk silver of a cape with feathers designed on them and long, brown hair with black feathers in them.

Running her hands through her hair and down her body sensually to the music, the crowd boos as she looks around. The SCW Women’s Championship, though not the version handed to her at Apocalypse, and instead a version outlined into the format of a Black Swan sits in her hand. Turning slowly, the audience sees the dark eyes and gently smiling face of the Black Swan, Marina Trent. With a sudden turn, the lights flare white and pyrotechnics rain down, adding to the spectacle.

The Black Swan makes her way down the ramp looking out at the crowd with a certain disdain as she makes her way to the ring, throwing down her cape of feathers and rolling into the ring. She then looks around as the crowd continues to boo her.

Sharper: “A lot of questions surrounding her, only because of her link to Shilo Valiant who appeared to return at Apocalypse and laid out the interim World Champion.”

Knots: “Haven’t heard anything from her. She is still the Women’s Championship and you can see, she’s got her own little version there.”

Sharper: “Not the typical looking Women’s Championship which she was presented at Apocalypse.”

She gets up and walks over to the corner and demands the microphone from Jason Phillips. Phillips hands her the microphone and she takes it before turning back to the middle of the ring and looking around the arena.

Marina: “I don’t know where I want to start tonight. Is it the fact that another bottled blonde proved that they were not my better in any way? Is it the fact that SCW seems to not be able to find enough of these rejected Playboy models just so you all out there have more things to stare at? Or is it the fact that everyone is now again wondering what Shilo is doing?”

Marina pauses.

Marina: “Have I not been through enough? The fact that I had to watch the single most important piece of my life and career have his career nearly end and this company not even bat an eye when they handed the interim title to another bottled blonde. And in all of this, where has the focus on the REAL World Champion gone? It’s non-existent. It’s forgotten about. It’s all about Lucas Knight and Syren and their lover’s quarrel. It’s all about the matches that are historic first evers…there’s no sympathy. SCW has lost its entertainment and now some imposter is in the midsts, trying to taunt us all of that fact.”

Marina pauses, taking a deep breath.

Marina: “I simply implore you to stop. That is a path no one needs to travel. This company has made it clear where their focus lies and where their loyalties lie. It is not with me. It is not with Shilo. A second World Champion, created in mere days, handed to Syren. A whopping two and a half weeks before the same was done for my title. They have forsaken Shilo. They allow cruel taunts. And now, they don’t bother to give me the respect I deserve. I am sick of the interviewers who want their tear-jerking piece to drive up ratings. I am sick of people feigning care over the loss of their entertainment. I am sick of people proving how fake they are.”

Marina looks down for the moment.

Marina: “There is nothing fake about me. I will not be brought in to explain false entertainment. I will not also allow those to prove that those fools who challenge me, riding their falsehoods, hypocrisies and whatever else take this…a true embodiment of what a Women’s Champion should be.”

Marina holds up her Black Swan version of the title.

Marina: “A gift from a true bastion of entertainment. A gift from someone who cares. And unlike this company who still refuses to provide a true challenge to my dominance, instead preferring to feed more models, bleached blondes, big-breasted brain-cell deprived bitches. I am sick of that path as well. That is why I am here to declare my intention to be more than this title. I am proud to be Women’s Champion, but not proud to have to face Blonde number 43 after having beaten 42, 41, 40 and any others. Find me competition. Until then, I will provide the competition to others who sorrily need it. Maybe then the entertainment will not be forgotten. Maybe then people will realize what they have forsaken!”

Marina then throws the microphone down before “Hand That Feeds” plays throughout the arena. The crowd boos as she then walks over to the corner and climbs up to the middle rope. She looks out at the crowd and just glares at them as the boos continue.

Sharper: “Marina Trent has shown her problems with regards to how she feels wronged by the aftermath of Shilo being attacked by Jason Zero in such a horrible way.”

Knots: “And rightfully so. Let’s not forget that while Regan Street is a great challenge, look at some of the other challenges.”

Sharper: “Kissinger, Dubrinsky, Madelyne. All excellent athletes.”

Knots: “And clearly blondes.”

Sharper: “I’m not going to even respond…”

We then, suddenly, see Regan Street slide into the ring. She runs over and jumps up and nails Marina, causing her to flip forward and fall hard onto the apron before dropping down to the floor. The crowd roars as Regan Street just looks at her, backing away from the corner. Marina just rolls over in pain before starting to get up.

Sharper: “Regan Street attacking from behind!”

Knots: “Marina could’ve been hurt!”

Sharper: “I think that was the point. Regan Street sending a message. She may not be done with those so-called bottled blondes!”

Knots: “Well this only is going to serve to add to Marina’s dislike of things here! Do you really want to stress the Women’s Champion more!”

Marina glares as a few officials jog out from the back. Regan just looks at her before dropping down to the floor. Marina gets up and holds her neck. She glares at him as Regan yells back at her.

Regan: “Pretty good for just a blonde, right?!”

Regan storms off as the crowd roars a bit. Regan continues on her way to the back as Marina glares at her at ringside as officials stand between them.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and we see Marina Trent backstage talking to one of the ring crew members as they hand her a glass of water.

Marina: “What the hell is going on in this company?”

Marina takes a sip before holding her back a bit, straightening it out.

Marina: “It’s practically chaos personified. First with Shi…lo….then….”

Marina then shakes her head as she then backs up, the crew member helps her back and leans her against the wall before slowly helping her down to a seated position.

Marina: “Wha….”

Crew Member: “Are you okay?”

Marina: “Just….a bit….wooo….ooo…..”

Marina then suddenly fades out of consciousness. Marina leans back. The crew member backs away a bit before looking around. She then motions behind her as we then see Regan Street come back into view. Street hands her a few bills before nodding.

Regan: “Thank you for this.”

Crew Member: “For what…I just handed her water…”

The crew member walks off as Regan just smiles before grabbing Marina. Regan then turns to the camera.

Regan: “Time for Marina to learn a few things about being blonde.”

Regan smiles as the crowd roars and Regan lifts Marina up and holds her up before walking her off camera. The crowd cheers as we return to ringside.

Knots: “Wha….wait, what?!”

Sharper: “Regan Street has Marina Trent!”

Knots: “Can she do that? Like…wait! It’s on tape!”

Sharper: “I think that’s the point. I think Regan…I think Regan is going to take Marina on a hell of a trip!”

Knots: “Get security or something! Come on!”

Syren, Adam Allocco & Memphis Cade vs. Thorn, David Helms & Jake Starr

The lights dim slightly and a spotlight points down at the centre of the stage. “Groupie” by Cassie Steele hits the PA system as the screens come alive.

Sinfully Seductive
Captivatingly Corrupt
Dark Fantasy

After a few moments the curtains part as Syren makes her way on to the stage, stopping for a moment as she steps in to the spotlight and looking down at the ground in front of her before flicking her hair back and smiling at the cameras and the fans, soaking in the atmosphere and revelling in every moment, from the cheers from some fans to boos and jeers about taking her top off from others. She’s dressed in a pink ring-jacket with the SCW World Championship around her waist, and the SCW World Tag Team Championship sits over her shoulder, and stands on the stage for a moment in the spotlight before the curtains part and Ravyn Taylor makes her way out on to the stage as well. Syren and Ravyn stand back to back, each in matching ring-jackets, posing proudly. After a few moments the duo begins to make their way down to the ring. Ravyn walks up the steps and Syren holds up her hand to some of the male fans at ringside dismissively before leaping up on to the apron, bending all the way down to go under the second rope and wiggling her ass as she does so to tease the fans. Once in the ring Syren climbs one turnbuckle while Ravyn climbs another. Syren stands on the turnbuckles proudly, singing along with the music. She removes the title belt from around her waist and raises it up proudly, pointing at it and smiling. She jumps down and Ravyn and Syren kiss, teasing the fans still more before Ravyn leaves the ring as well.

Sharper: “One of those bottled blondes that Marina was talking about. In any case, this is going to be an interesting match to say the least. There is very little love lost between the Glorious Bastards and Syren and they have to team.”

Knots: “Hardly fair. And against Team Arrogant Jackasses!”

Indistinguishable echoes, sounding awfully like church choir echoes out as a single bright spotlight shines down upon the stage. On the screen, narrated by the voice of Morgan Freeman:

“On a day there will come two men born of glory with unredeeming qualities that will combine efforts and will conquer all who oppose. They will then be bathed in gold. (Glorious 13:21)”

As his voice trails off, gold pyrotechnics explode on the stage as “Epic” by Faith No More blares over the PA system. Chubbs then appears from behind the curtain holding a sign that reads "Glorious by Birth, Bastards by Choice". Chubbs turns back as Adam Allocco walks out followed by Memphis Cade. Adam Allocco poses as he is rinsed while Memphis Cade smirks to the crowd as he raises his Silverstar tee shirt to show off his abs. The crowds showers the duo with a chorus of boos.

Can you feel it, see it, hear it today?
If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway
You will never understand it 'cause it happens too fast
And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass

Adam Allocco and Memphis Cade just chuckle at the boos as they nod to each other before heading down the ring. They continue to provoke the fans. Memphis Cade offer to let a couple female fans to touch him only to jerk away at the last second. Adam Allocco shouts some insults toward the fans.

You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet
But it makes no difference 'cause it knocks you off your feet
You want it all but you can't have it
It's cryin', bleedin', lying on the floor

Memphis Cade and Adam Allocco make it to ringside as Adam Allocco goes ahead and rolls into the ring while Memphis Cade points out of a hot chick to Chubbs before he jumps up on the apron and into the ring. Chubbs walks over to the hot chick and offers her the key card for the hotel room. Chubbs points to Memphis Cade as the hot chick takes the key card. Adam Allocco steps up on one turnbuckle and gives a risen pose while shouting more insults toward the crowd.

It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin
It's magic, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win
It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain
It's sad it happened and it's a shame

Memphis Cade climbs the second rope and takes off his Silverstar shirt as he motions look at me before pointing to the attractive blond with his room key as he give her a wink and a smirk. He finally jumps down and joins Adam Allocco as they both get ready for the match. They then turn to Syren who just glares at both and exits the ring.

Sharper: “Not a good start there.”

Knots: “Well Syren, Allocco and Cade just have a difference of opinions. It’ll get hashed out here. Just you wait.”

The arena goes dark, with just the sounds of the crowds and the flashes of the cameras. A heartbeat begins to sound throughout the arena...

THUMP THUMP... THUMP THUMP... THUMP THUMP

The beating slowly morphs into the beeping of a hospital monitor, while the screen of the heart monitor follows the beeps on the jumbotron...

BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...

The beeps begin to speed up, faster and faster, before ultimately flatlining.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP...

As the ominous sound of the flatlining heartbeat echo through the arena, it's quickly interrupted by another heartbeat, but an irregular one. This one, on the screen, shows a star right in the middle of it. That beat continues, and begins to speed up as well. As it reaches an inhuman speed, the opening chord of "Sandstorm" by Darude blasts through the loud speaker, along with a blast of pyrotechnics.

With the blast, Jake Starr emerges from behind the backstage curtain with the SCW Adrenaline Championship sitting over his shoulder. The crowd erupts, and Jake is taken aback by the energy being pumped in his direction. He pauses, and looks from side to side, cocking a smile, and an eyebrow. He slowly nods before beginning his walk toward the ring. As he walks, he pounds on his chest, points at members of the crowd, toward the ground, and toward himself, and slaps the occasional outstretched hand of some of the fans, while mouthing phrases like, "this is why I do this!"

As he reaches the ring, he quickly ascends the steps, and enters the ring. After getting fully into the ring, he walks to the opposing corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. He looks around at the members of the crowd all standing, and acknowledges a couple signs in the audience with smirks and more cocks of the eyebrow. After his initial scan, he beats on his chest twice, and raises his "Misfit Revolution Fist" high into the air, a gesture mimicked by many fans in the crowd. He repeats this gesture on the remaining three turnbuckles, occasionally mouthing this words, "this will ALWAYS be MY HOUSE!"

After interacting with the fans, and completing his tour of the turnbuckles, he finally goes to the corner he initially started in, and leans back into the turnbuckle, and settles, awaiting the start of the match. He looks at Allocco and Cade as Cade just looks at he Adrenaline Championship on his shoulder. The Arena is plunged into complete darkness as the sound of footsteps begins to reverberate around the vast building. White spotlights roam around the audience as words begin to fade in on the big screen.

‘The World Doesn’t Need Heroes”

In the arena, the sound of footsteps grows a little louder as the words on the screen are replaced by a video package shot from ground level, showing two shadowy figures walking up a gravel path towards the camera.

“It Just Needs People Who Give A Crap!’

The footsteps have risen to an almost unbearable level as a the screen changes back to the same video, this time showing only the legs and feet of the two figures as they’re now remarkably close to the camera. The footsteps reach a crescendo as the two figures stop dead before the shot tilts upwards and pans out to reveal Thomas Valentine and David Helms smirking into the camera. On cue, Helms throws his arms up into the Self High Five as Valentine throws his arms out wide on either side of him.

“THE NEXT LEVEL!”

The video quickly changes to a montage, showing both men hitting various moves, including Valentine’s ‘Grievers Bane’ and Helms’s ‘New Jersey Neckbreaker’ as “The Flood” by Escape The Fate blasts over the arena’s pa system. The song is in full flow as the curtains part, allowing Thomas Valentine, with the US Championship over his shoulder, and David Helms to walk out onto the stage to a thunderous pop from the crowd. Both men stride out to the top of the ramp before stopping, enjoying the reaction from the crowd, who are going crazy for the members of The Next Level. Throwing his arms up, Helms jumps in the air and does the Self High Five and as he brings his hands apart fireworks erupt from either side of the ramp, going all the way down to the ring before the house lights come back on.

Not wanting to be outdone, Valentine steps in front of Helms and with a smirk on his face he crosses his arms over his chest so his hands are almost touching his shoulders before flinging them apart, making beckoning movements with his hands, fireworks erupting from the stage with each gesture, as he cocks his head to the side slightly. After their burst of one-upmanship, the pair nod at one another before sprinting down to the ring, jumping up and sliding under the ropes. Once in the ring, both men take a separate corner and pose for the fans who are still cheering wildly, before jumping down and switching corners, repeating the process. Hopping down from the ring posts, the showboating practically over with, both men stand in the centre of the ring, ready for whatever is ahead of them. Valentine, smirking and looking slyly across at Helms, mocks his friend a little by doing a Self High Five of his own, causing more fireworks to erupt from the stage. Smiling and shaking his head, David looks back at his partner before unleashing a Self High Five of his own, showing him how it’s done as - once again - fireworks shoot out of the stage at the top of the entrance ramp. Laughing, the pair high five before standing side by side and waiting for the start of the match. Starr happily starts off as Helms and Thorn exit.

Sharper: “Thorn the US Champion. Starr the Adrenaline Champion. A lot of gold in this match.”

Knots: “And this is opening the show. Hot damn!”

Sharper: “And you have to wonder what is going through the heads of the Next Level particularly since in two weeks, on this program, they will challenge Dark Fantasy for the SCW World Tag Team Championships.”

Knots: “Huge match there and Dark Fantasy is going to prove yet again why they are the best Tag Team in the World.”

Starr turns and Cade then suddenly runs at him and nails him with a clothesline. The crowd roars and boos as Starr rolls over in pain. Cade gets into the face of Thorn and Helms swipes at him. He backs away as the bell sounds. Syren hops onto the apron as Allocco exits. Starr gets up and Cade nails him with a chop. The crowd woos. He chops him again. The crowd woos again and Starr falls to the ropes. Allocco grabs him and Cade nails him with a series of hard rights and lefts to the ribs as the referee tells Allocco to get back. The crowd boos as Allocco backs up and Cade then whips Starr into the ropes. Starr bounces off. Cade then nails him with a back elbow, knocking him down. He goes for the pin.

Starr kicks out. He rolls over and Cade grabs him. He drags him up and wrenches his arm. Starr quickly rakes him in the eyes. The crowd roars and Starr knees him in the ribs before turning and throwing him face first into one of the neutral turnbuckles. He turns around and Starr stomps him in the ribs before starting to stomp away. The crowd roars as Cade starts to drop down to a seated position.

Sharper: “And Starr turning the tables now. Stomping away on the man he defeated at Apocalypse!”

Knots: “Well get him out of the corner. Count that man out!”

Starr then stomps him again as the referee starts to count. Starr doesn’t even give him a chance, grabbing Cade and pulling him out of the corner and then throwing him over with a vertical suplex. Cade winces and rolls over. Starr then grabs him and lifts him up and tags in Thorn. The crowd cheers as Thorn enters the ring and nails him with a forearm. Cade stumbles back and Thorn nails him again before whipping him into the ropes. Cade bounces off the ropes, Allocco tags himself in and Thorn back drops him down. Cade rolls out of the ring and Helms points out Allocco, who runs in and Thorn goes for a clothesline, but Allocco ducks and bounces off the other side only for Thorn to jump up, but Allocco jumps up and hits a dropkick .The crowd ohs and Allocco goes for the pin.

Thorn kicks out. The crowd ohs and Thorn rolls over. Allocco quickly grabs his arm and starts to lock him up, dragging him up before wrenching the arm. He elbows him in the back of the shoulder before then spinning him around and grabbing him and throwing him over with a snap suplex.

Sharper: “Allocco quickly regaining control. That experience coming into play.”

Knots: “And remember, these two are going to face for Thorn’s title. Enlightenment will be spread.”

Sharper: “Allocco defeating Lohan, Winchester and Chameleon to earn the number one contendership to the US title at Apocalypse.”

Thorn winces and Allocco grabs him and starts to lift him up. He whips him into the ropes. He bounces off and Allocco powerslams him down. He hooks the leg.

Helms makes the save. Allocco gets up and hits an elbow drop. He then rolls over and gets back up as Thorn stirs. He grabs Thorn and drags him up. He then scoops him up, but Thorn slides behind him. He then jumps up and pulls him back with a Russian leg sweep. He rolls through into a pin.

Allocco kicks out. Both men get up and Thorn hits a jawbreaker. Allocco stumbles back and Syren tags herself in. Thorn jumps up and takes him down with a hurricanrana, and then gets up. Syren enters the ring and grabs Thorn and goes for an inside cradle.

Thorn kicks out. Both men get up and Syren jumps up for a hurricanrana, but Thorn throws her off. She hits a backflip and Allocco suddenly nails Thorn from behind with a clothesline. The crowd boos and Syren rolls him over and goes for the pin.

Allocco rolls out of the ring as Helms pulls Syren off. Thorn rolls over and Syren starts to get up. She turns and grabs Thorn and Thorn then lifts her up and hits a TKO. The crowd roars and Thorn rolls over.

Sharper: “Great move by the United States Champion. Syren cuts off as Thorn digs deep, but he needs to make a tag.”

Knots: “And there’s only one person who hasn’t come in…Oh God. Syren, look out!”

Sharper: “David Helms, he’s fresh. He’s not yet entered this match officially.”

Thorn starts to get up and Syren stirs as well. She gets up and Thorn tags in Helms. Thorn then turns and runs at Syren. Syren ducks a clothesline as Helms walks over and scoops her up and slams her down. Thorn then flips forward and hits a cannonball to her chest and face and rolls over. Helms then goes for the pin.

Syren kicks out and rolls over. Helms grabs her and drags her up and wrenches her arm. He then locks in a side headlock before pulling back. Syren winces and Helms spins around and whips her into the ropes. She bounces off and Helms pushes her into the other side. She jumps to the middle rope and goes for a crossbody. Helms catches her and rolls through before hitting a ribbreaker. He goes for the pin.

Allocco breaks it up. Thorn enters the ring and runs over and nails Allocco with a hard right and then another and another. Thorn then steps back before running forward and clotheslining Allocco up and over the top rope and Thorn goes over too. The crowd roars. Helms then gets up and Syren reaches up and rakes his eyes. She then kicks him in the knee before hitting a DDT. The crowd boos. Syren then gets up and hits a discus leg drop. She goes for the pin.

Starr pulls her off. Syren rolls over and Starr smiles at her and waves before booting her in the face. He then lifts her up and spins her around and throws her into the corner. Ravyn starts to yell at the referee to do his job. Cade sneaks around the ring. Starr nails Syren with a hard right and then another and another. The crowd roars. The referee comes over and Starr ignores him before grabbing Syren and lifts her up and places her on the top rope. He then nails her with a hard right.

Starr: “Come on champ! Give me a shot! You know you would LOVE to kick my ass!”

Starr nails her again. Helms then gets up and tells him to get back. Starr just smirks before nailing her.

Starr: “Couldn’t resist taking a shot.”

Just then Cade runs over and jumps up from behind and hits a double knee to the back. Both fall forward and Syren steps up and flips forward, taking both down with a blockbuster. The crowd boos and Cade backs up before Starr rolls over. Cade grabs him and turns before throwing him up and over the top rope to the floor. Starr hits the floor and rolls over in pain. Cade is forced out of the ring as Syren rolls over in pain. Helms remains down as Thorn walks around the ring and Allocco returns towards his corner. Syren then throws his arm over Helms as Cade exits the ring. The referee turns around.

Helms kicks out. He stirs as Syren rolls over. She grabs at the ropes and starts to get up. She then grabs at Helms and Helms manages to get free and Syren kicks him in the ribs. She then turns to Cade and Allocco. She turns and tags in Cade. She falls over and winces before Thorn rolls into the ring as Cade springboards to the top rope and dives forward, but Helms jumps up and nails her with the Nightmare on Helms Street. The crowd ohs. Helms rolls through for the pin. Thorn runs over and nails Allocco as he goes to enter and Starr enters the ring and Syren rolls out of the ring.

Cade rolls over after, holding his jaw in pain. Helms rolls off and Starr glances at him. He then turns and rolls under the ropes as Syren jogs off with Ravyn as Ravyn hands her the World Championship.

Sharper: “Helms wins it and nearly takes Cade’s head off!”

Knots: “Starr’s going after Syren! Syren’s getting out of dodge. Thorn cheap shotted Allocco!”

Sharper: “Or the more well-oiled team just showed they’re on the same page.”

Knots: “Look at Starr though. That’s well-oiled.”

Starr just looks at Helms and says something to him. Helms just shrugs as he gets up. Thorn rolls back as Allocco goes to hop back up onto the apron, but drops down. Syren and Ravyn continue to back away as Starr just looks at them. He then rolls into the ring to join his Brotherhood in the celebration before we cut backstage.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns as we open up with a frozen shot in the parking lot with “During the Commercial” at the bottom of the screen.

Knots: “What is going on around here?!”

Sharper: “This happened during the commercial break. Regan Street has Marina Trent! And they’re going for a bit of a trip!”

We see Regan walking around her car and going into her front seat before putting her keys in the ignition. The crowd roars as the camera gets in closer to see Marina passed out in the passenger seat. The car then goes into reverse and Regan starts to drive off as the crowd roars. She turns out of the pathway as the replay ends and the Breakdown logo comes up on the screen.

We then cut backstage to see Jake Starr walking to the Next Level locker room with Thorn and David Helms. Starr then stops David.

Starr: “What was up with that? I told you before the match I wanted Syren. I wanted that pin. Remove all doubt.”

Helms: “Sorry man. Just looking to win the match. You know that’s all it is.”

Starr: “Yeah, but with the Board having a hard-on for hating me.”

Helms chuckles.

Helms: “You’ll be fine. Even I can’t ignore you THAT long.”

Helms then goes into the room as Starr follows in.

Starr: “Well next time let me just take her head off once or something. You know, something for her to remind me when the amnesia wears off!”

Starr goes back into the room as we cut to the ring.

Vanessa Havoc vs. Hannibal

The lights go out...

The intro to "10,000 Fists" by Disturbed suddenly blares into the arena, generating boos from the crowd.

Then, as the song begins, and the spotlight is beaming on the stage, Vanessa Havoc comes out of the curtain, along with Evangeline Sinclair. Wearing her black hoodie that are covering her head, Vanessa makes her way down the ramp, with Evangeline taking the lead, and the spotlight following them to the ring. While this is going on, a video package, featuring Vanessa Havoc is being shown on the screen.

Sharper: Vanessa “The Titaness” Havoc making her way down to ringside, accompanied by Evangeline Sinclair.

Knots: Titaness is right. You could bounce I quarter off that back end!

Sharper: That’s not what - oh never mind!

Vanessa climbs up to the apron of the ring and faces the crowd while uncovering her hood, revealing her face. She then steps over the top rope to enter the ring with ease. Vanessa walks over to one of the turnbuckles, where she climbs up and poses, yelling back at the crowd at every chance. Then, as she comes down, she joins Evangeline in the corner of the ring.

Sharper: Vanessa looking in great shape as gets ready to take on perhaps her biggest opponent to date.

The area goes dark. The entire arena remains quiet. No one dares speak.

Knots: HERE HE COMES!!!

Bang…

BANG….

BANG!!!!

The sound of buckling metal echoes through the arena 3 times. The fans know what that means. The lights come on. The huge shadow appears in the entrance way. He bangs his fist against the metal frame slowly, the sound echoing louder and louder.

The figure of Hannibal lifts his head and glares at the ring before descending slowly towards it, his arms resting on the chest lining of his open coat. He doesn’t look at the audience until he rolls into the ring. Standing centre stage, he looks straight at Havoc, his hands resting at his sides. He just continues to look out. He then walks to the ring.

Sharper: Two of the biggest forces in SCW are about to go one on one in that squared circle. I hope the ring can take it!

Knots: Think I could hire them for bodyguards!?

Sharper: I seriously doubt it Knots.

The two giants circle the ring, staring down at one another. Neither one seems ready to move. Suddenly, Hannibal stops and walks to the centre of the ring. He throws his hands to the side, as if inviting Vanessa to attack him.

Sharper: Is Hannibal doing what I think he is doing!?

Knot: He’s goading the Titaness! I love this guy!

Vanessa seems unimpressed, leaning against the ropes as Hannibal continues to stand there. Hannibal turns in a circle, looking at the crowd. He turns back just in time to see Vanessa bouncing off the ropes and nailing him with the Clothesline From Hell! Hannibal is knocked to the mat with a thud that shakes the entire ring.

Sharper: Dear God! The Clothesline from Hell! Vanessa just unleashed one of her trademarks 20 seconds into the match! This could be over early!

Knots: Well, Hannibal asked for it.

Vanessa goes for the cover, hooking Hannibal’s leg.

1!

2!

Hannibal throws her off him with sheer power. Vanessa gets to her feet quickly while Hannibal is getting up slowly, shaking his head to dust off the cobwebs.

Sharper: I do not think Hannibal was expecting that kind of power from Vanessa.

Knot: I don’t think anyone was expecting that kind of power from Vanessa. The woman is a tank!

Vanessa spins Hannibal around and throws him into the ropes. Bouncing off, she throws a second Clothesline from Hell. Hannibal ducks, stops, spins and delivers a strong clothesline of his own, sending Vanessa to the mat with a sick thud. Shaking his head, Hannibal goes to pick the Titaness but she gives a quick knee to the head, sending him sprawling back into the ropes, momentarily dazed. She gets to her feet with a kip up and turns to face Hannibal, both fighters holding up their hands in fighter poses. The audience cheers at the sight.

Sharper: An equal exchange between the two powerhouses.

Knots: Seriously! If I had these two for my bodyguards, God himself couldn’t touch me!

Sharper: Not the point, Knots.

Hannibal tilts his head, glaring emotionlessly at Vanessa, who has a smile on her face. The two stand centre of the ring and go into a test of strength.

Knots: Oh, here comes the pissing contest! 20 bucks on Hannibal!

Sharper: We aren’t allowed to gamble, Knots. You’ve been warned about that before!

The two push and twist, trying to get the upper hand. It’s clear that it is a close contest. Hannibal finally gets the upper hand, bringing Vanessa to her knees. His victory is short lived as Vanessa slides between his legs, twists, and pulls her arms up, flipping Hannibal onto his back and into a cross armbreaker. Hannibal quickly locks his hands to prevent the full effect of the move as Vanessa kicks at his arms and face to break his lock.

Sharper: A strong cross armbreaker from Vanessa Havoc. If she can separate Hannibal’s hands, she lock in one of the most painful maneuvers in wrestling!

Hannibal rolls towards Vanessa, keeping his hands locked, and works his way to his feet. Arms still locked, he picks Vanessa off the ground and slams her into the mat. Vanessa maintains her grip! He tried again, this time bringing the Titaness above his head and slamming her down. Vanessa still refuses to relinquish the hold, all the while kicking Hannibal anywhere her long legs will let her.

Knots: Havoc is flat out refusing to let go of Hannibal.

Sharper: She’s as tough as they come and she’s proving that now by taking this kind of beating from arguably SCW’s strongest superstar.

Hannibal has fallen to one knee with Vanessa practically inverted. Suddenly, he shoots up to his feet and overhead swings Vanessa right into the turnbuckle, driving the wind out of the Titaness.

Knots: Arguably my ass! That man is the strongest thing walking in SCW!

Sharper: Well, strength isn’t everything, Knots!

Knots: Says who?

Hannibal is first to his feet. Grabbing Vanessa, he pulls her to her feet by the hair and delivers a series of shots to her stomach, driving her further into the turnbuckle with each shot. He takes a step back and charges to deliver a devastating shoulder to her abdomen. Vanessa falls to the mat, holding her ribs. Hannibal goes for the cover.

1!

Vanessa kicks out shortly after two, still holding her ribs. Hannibal picks her up again and irish whips her into the ropes, only to deliver a sick kitchen sink kick to her ribs. Vanessa flips over his leg from the sheer force, landing hard on the mat.

Sharper: Hannibal doing a number on Vanessa’s ribs.

Knots: I don’t care how many crunches you do. After a shoulder AND a knee that size hits you, you’ll be lucky if you have any abs or ribs left!

Hannibal picks Vanessa up and goes for the kitchen sink once more. Vanessa counters with a vicious flying elbow that sends them both to the mat. Hannibal is first to his feet with Vanessa struggling but close behind. Hannibal throws a right, but it’s blocked by Vanessa and returned with a left that stuns Hannibal! Vanessa follows with a right and left, a right and a left, driving Hannibal into the ropes. Vanessa goes for an Irish Whip, but Hannibal stops himself as he reaches the ropes. He turns and falls right into a spinning spinebuster from Vanessa!

Vanessa falls on him for the pin.

Hannibal once more throws her off him. Vanessa picks him up. She goes to pick Hannibal up in a fireman�s carry.

Sharper: Vanessa going for the Voyage To Havoc!

Knots: No chance! Hannibal is twice her weight! No chance!

Vanessa plants her shoulder and goes to lift Hannibal. One foot comes off the ground but her ribs force her to buckle and back away.

Knots: Told you!

Sharper: It was the damage to her ribs. I am sure of it!

Knots: Riiiight - feel free to come back to us here in reality!

Hannibal goes for another clothesline, but Vanessa ducks and quickly delivers a dropkick that sends Hannibal through the ropes to the outside. Hannibal quickly gets to his feet, though slightly stunned. Vanessa comes flying over the top rope landing square on Hannibal! Both superstars are sent to the mat.

Sharper: Oh My God! Vanessa going high-risk nailing Hannibal with an aerial move we didn’t think she was capable of!

Knots: I haven’t seen an Amazon fly like that since Wonder Woman! How bout you, Sharper?

Sharper: Never!

The ref begins the count.

1!

2!

Vanessa pulls herself up and waste no time, slingshotting Hannibal right into the ring post! The sound of metal on metal mask echoes through the arena. Hannibal slumps towards the pole, clearly dazed. Vannesa gets up, rolls into the ring, then rolls out, resetting the count.

Grabbing Hannibal, she brings him towards the steel steps. With all her force, she irish whips Hannibal towards the steps, but she can’t seem to move him but a step. She tries again, this time using both hands. Still nothing. Hannibal suddenly pulls her back towards him and delivers a back body drop that sends Vanessa back over the top rope into the ring!

Knots: And that’s how an Amazon crash lands!

Sharper: Hannibal getting Vanessa a good 8 feet into the air. Despite her size, she is still 178 pounds. For Hannibal, that’s a keg toss!

Hannibal rolls into the ring, visibly winded and stands over Vanessa, glaring at her. She is trying to pull herself to her feet. Hannibal continues to glare, throwing off his jacket!

Sharper: Oh oh! I think play time just might be over for Vanessa Havoc!

Knots: If that’s play time, I don’t wanna see what time out looks like from this man!

Sharper: I think you are about to!

Vanessa gets to her feet just as Hannibal grabs her by the throat. With a grunt, he lifts her straight into the air onto his shoulders, delivering his signature Triple Power Bomb!

Hannibal picks her up one last time and delivers the third and final powerbomb, the Jack knife, practically throwing her across the ring in the process.

Sharper: Dear God! Amazon or not, I think Vanessa Havoc might have been broken in half with that final powerbomb!

Hannibal walks over and covers her for the pin.
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2�
3!!! NO!!!

Sharper: And somehow, someway, Vanessa has gotten a shoulder up at the last possible second!

Knots: There is no way! She just convulsed! That�s all it was! Try again Hannibal!

Hannibal has a slight look of surprise on his face, but he picks Vanessa up and throws her against the rope. Vanessa bounces off and comes charging back but Hannibal runs past her and into the ropes himself.

Sharper: Hannibal, looking to go for the Charging Kick! His favorite trademark!

Hannibal and Vanessa meet in the middle of the ring as Hannibal delivers a Charging Kick! Vanessa counters with a Bicycle Trademark Kick of her own, right on the money! Hannibal�s kick, thrown off grazes Vanessa�s face still enough to send her to the mat.

Sharper: Amazing! Vanessa threw her trademark bicycle kick like a counter punch just as Hannibal twisted for the yokazuna kick portion of his trademark! He had no where to go. What a counter! What a kick!

Knots: Ya, but look! Hannibal still got her. She might be knocked out!

The Referee stands over top of the two and begins the count.
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Hannibal begins to get to his feet, visibly shaken. His legs don�t seem to want to support him.

Sharper: Hannibal looks to have lost use of his legs!

Knots: That kick surely rattled his brain. When that happens, your legs are the first thing to go!

Hannibal continues to struggle as the referee continues to count.

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Hannibal gets to his feet, stumbling towards the prone body of Venessa�
Who kips up out of no where!

Sharper: HAVOC!!!

Havoc lets out a cry as she lifts Hannibal off the ground and into the Voyage of the Havoc! Her legs shaking as she holds the monster over her shoulders!Havoc goes for the finish but can’t get Hannibal off her shoulders. She stumbles back towards the ropes but keeps Hannibal on her shoulders. The Titanness replants her feet and gives it one more effort with everything she has left. Hannibal leaves her shoulder. Havoc doesn’t see, however, that he has grabbed the ropes and used her own momentum to send himself onto the apron. Havoc is so stunned she does not notice Hannibal re-enter the ring. She turns only to get planted with Hannibal’s Powerslam!

Sharper: Hannibal! With his finishing Powerslam!

Knots: Well, she’s dead!

Hannibal glares down at her as Havoc rives in pain and goes for the pin.

Knots: Told you!

Sharper: Just too much!

Hannibal then tilts his head and looks down at her. He then grabs her as the referee calls for the bell again. He just smirks at her before we then see Sarah Danger storm down from the back. The crowd roars as Hannibal then goes to lift her up for the backbreaker. Danger however enters the ring and immediately boots him in the face. Hannibal stumbles back. She then boots him again and Hannibal falls back and falls through the ropes to the floor. He looks up in shock.

Sharper: “Sarah Danger coming out to help her partner as Hannibal was looking to break Vanessa Havoc in two!”

Knots: “Just taking the advantage in front of him!”

Hannibal then starts to head back to the ring before “Stronger” by Kelly Clarkson starts to play. The crowd roars as Stacy Kissinger walks out from the back. Hannibal stops and looks up at the rampway as Kissinger looks down at him. She has a microphone in her hand.

Kissinger: “Hannibal! I told ya I’d be comin’ out tonight. I told ya I’d be coming out to call you out. So Hannibal, if you want to break someone in two so badly, than come on out against me.”

Hannibal just turns and looks in the ring before snarling and starting to walk around the ring .Evangeline Sinclair and Sarah Danger check on Vanessa Havoc as she’s already stirring. Hannibal storms around the ring and then starts to come up the rampway. The crowd roars as Kissinger just takes a deep breath and motions for him to come at him. Hannibal just smiles before then suddenly running at her and Kissinger manages to sidestep him. He stops himself from running into the entrance way and turns. Kissinger nails him with a forearm and then another and another before Hannibal just swats her. Kissinger stumbles back. She then kicks him again and nails him with another forearm as the crowd roars only for Hannibal to headbutt her. She falls over. Hannibal then stomps her in the head. She rolls over in pain. Hannibal then grabs her by the hair. Hannibal then shakes her head.

Knots: “Another person is going to die! I love this guy more and more!”

Sharper: “Kissinger in a bad way! Hannibal lifting her up. This monster!”

Hannibal then presses her over his head before suddenly, Tatum McGraw runs over and kicks Hannibal between the legs from behind. Hannibal winces and bends over a bit only for Kissinger to land on her feet and stumble back. Hannibal winces and Tatum grabs Kissinger and helps her up before the two disappear to the back. Hannibal winces as he looks around before letting out a guttural yell in pain. The crowd buzzes as Kissinger and McGraw get out of dodge and Hannibal slowly recovers.

Breakdown cuts backstage as we see Brittany Lohan walking into the arena and with her is the Suicide Queen, Rachel Foxx. Foxx still has the pink Goddess version of the Underground Championship belt in her hand, almost dragging it behind her as the two walk in together. The crowd roars seeing them.

Knots: “Well how about that! Rachel Foxx apparently took all of the spoils!”

Sharper: “Brittany Lohan walking into the XL Center here tonight with Rachel Foxx, the individual who beat Lohan’s tag partner, Harmony Fisher, by driving a sledgehammer into her spine.”

Knots: “Well Harmony’s not here. Maybe Lohan needed a ride. Maybe she’s not got her driver’s license. Probably kept driving into oncoming traffic during the test!”

Sharper: “I don’t know, but also interesting is Rachel Foxx still has that pink Underground Championship belt. These two violent women, they are here…and that means no one is safe!”

Rachel Foxx and Brittany Lohan continue into the building as the crowd continues to cheer and the scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns as “Rescue Me” starts to play in the background and the Breakdown logo comes up on the screen before saying “Next Breakdown!” and we see a shot of David Helms & Thorn vs. Dark Fantasy for the SCW World Tag Team Championship.

Sharper: “It’s official. It’s happening next Breakdown! David Helms and Thorn look to finally see if they can become the World Tag Team Champions!”

Knots: “Yeah, but Dark Fantasy…they’ve beaten anyone else. Come on now Sharper!”

Sharper: “Well they’re going to have to prove it against one team that they’ve yet to beat.”

The still remains on the screen for a moment longer before we cut back to ringside.

Dylan Howell vs. Cloudiee vs. Completely Unoriginal Chameleon vs. Eric Matthews

The lights go out and as Korn's haunting "Open Up" begins, white strobe lights do as well. Once the chorus kick in the first time, Dylan appears at the top of the ramp in sequined robe that read "Your Weakness" on the back. He then slowly makes his way to the ring, with his trademark smirk and receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd. Once in the ring Dylan takes off the robe relieving his white trunks and full length boots underneath. Both the boots and the trunks have his initials "DH" in blue on them. He will either mock the crowd or play to them, depending on their reaction to him that night. This will continue once the match starts.

Sharper: “Howell one of the participants in that Open Royal back on Aggression…though I’m sure that’s one match he’s hoping to forget thanks to the, well, you’d have to call them ‘antics’ of the Chameleon.”

Knots: “Disgusting. Nauseating. Repulsive. That’s what you call them, Adam. That masked moron brought a bunch of…used…just…I mean you saw them! They were stained…Stained! And he was throwing them!”

Sharper: “Dylan Howell wanted nothing to do with Chameleon’s bag of tricks, and because of that, he lost out on his chance to challenge our new US Champion, Thorn, who defeated Cruze last night in that mass of insanity known as Double Jeopardy.”

“This Means War” by Nickelback starts playing as Eric Matthews makes his way out to a mixed reaction from the fans, though the cheers seem to outweigh the jeers. He gazes out at the fans briefly before his attention focuses in on the ring and he starts making his way down. When he reaches ringside he jogs up the steps and climbs through the ropes, waiting in his corner and stretching out a bit for the match ahead.

Knots: “…what’s this guy’s name again?”

Sharper: “Eric Matthews.”

Knots: “Oh, ok…make sure you remind in a couple minutes, I might forget him again.”

The stage’s curtains pick up and rustle with movement as a brisk wind weaves throughout the arena. Rolling clouds form on the tron as the sound of distant thunder rumbles over the P.A. system loud enough to rattle the fans’ chests. The special effects of the entrance makes the seats vibrate slightly which adds to the desired effect of a looming and impending storm. A chill if felt amongst all of those in attendance as a single lightning shaped pyro hits the center of the ramp, promptly followed by seizure inducing light patterns emit from the lighting rig above and around the entrance.

“Stay for tonight - If you want to - I can show you - What my dreams are made of!”

“If I’m James Dean, Then You’re Audrey Hepburn” by Sleeping With Sirens caresses the ear drums of all in attendance, a bright spotlight focuses in on Cloudiee from the bottom as the platform shoots wind upwards rustling his hair and clothing as if he were the catalyst of the storm. The strategically placed lighting rig high above the ring sporadically flashes similar colors enhancing the stage. Enthralled by the response of the crowd, Cloudiee's takes a moment to finish his Oreo cookie before glancing around the arena with his eyebrow raised and determined look in his eyes. Upon softly gracing the ground with his knee Cloudiee gently brushes against the ramp with his hand before rising up swiftly and jumping with kamakazi-like grace off the side of the stage into the crowd’s waiting arms. Being deafened by his eager screaming fans doesn’t dissuade Cloudiee from crowd surfing his way across the area. Floating on top of the grasping but supportive hands of the SCW faithful Cloudiee relaxes back and trusts his faithful followers to deliver him to ring side unharmed. From one row to the next Cloudiee descends upon the sea of the overly excited audience as he reaches out and clasps hands with some of supporters during this seemingly euphoric process. Even though some hands take liberties while the fan favorite was body surfing, slowly but surely, The Young Lion hovers his way closer and closer to the squared circle. Upon reaching the side of the ring Cloudiee propels himself up with the help of his fans onto barricade within an arm length’s reach from the crowd. Cloudiee baptizes and blesses himself in the waves of emotions and cheers radiate and wash over him. After receiving one of if not the loudest pop of the night, Cloudiee looks up and lets out his signature “Lion’s Roar” taunt. Without warning our ultra popular young lion jumps off the barricade and slides headfirst into the ring in the direction of his corner while still staying on all fours. Cloudiee poses like a lion while the crowd wildly snaps pictures of him. The music dies down slowly leaving just the thunderous “Cloudiee's going to kill you!” chant and an electrified atmosphere that even Thor himself would be proud of. Remaining on his hands and knees, he waits for his match to begin.

Sharper: “Cloudiee looking to end his slump as late. The young superstar from the Commonwealth promotion has yet to find any real traction here in the SCW, but there’s question he’s got the skills, and obviously the support to make or break his career right here tonight.”

Knots: “I don’t know what’s worse: this brainless fungus being carried down to the ring like some kind of hero…or the fact that none of these humanoids are smart enough to drop him!”

“Gotta get that…Gotta Get that…”

The lights begin to flicker black and green, to the beat of “Boom Boom Pow” as the Captain of Unoriginality, Chameleon makes his way down to the ring, accompanied by his manager in a dog suit, Fido, and his extremely bald headed not so lesbian valet, “The Cancer Patient” Tabitha Thornberry. Along the way, all three give horrible attempts at break dancing, as well as lip synching the words to their entrance music, off key of course. Fido and Chameleon watch as Tabitha makes her way across the ring apron, before they both leap onto it, holding the ropes for her as she climbs into the ring. Fido then slides underneath the bottom rope, while Chameleon does a high spring leap over the top rope, turning it into a dive and roll. He then stands in the center of the ring as Tabitha removes his yellow suit jacket, and his yellow top hat. Chameleon then pops his suspenders, and prepares for the match to begin, as his music dies down and the flickering lights come to a halt.

Knots: “They better be checking this idiot for any of his little ‘surprises.’ And I mean a thorough job, don’t go half-assing it like some replacement referee…”

Sharper: “Chameleon came within inches of seizing that US Championship shot last Sunday, taking it to three of the toughest names on the roster: Allocco, Lohan and Winchester. Allocco wound up stealing the cover, but you have to argue that the Captain of Unoriginality almost ran away with the whole show.”

All four entrants wait in their corners, with Cloudiee sitting on the top turnbuckle, just watching the other three. Chameleon gets some last-minute advice from Fido as Howell stares at him from across the ring. Only Matthews seems focused, doing squats in his corner to limber up as the referee calls for the bell. In an instant, the four meet in the center of the ring, with Howell spearing Chameleon to the mat and Matthews locking up with Cloudiee. Mounting the masked man’s shoulders, Howell pummels him with right hands while keeping the other locked around Chameleon’s throat. From below, the Captain struggles to break free, trying to grab Howell’s arms and shove them away. Meanwhile, Matthews backs Cloudiee into a corner and chops him across the chest. Cloudiee reels and Matthews chops him again, then lands a solid left hand before backing up and rushing in with a short clothesline, dropping Cloudiee to the mat. Reaching down, Matthews pulls him up and whips him over with a hip toss before landing a solid kick to his back. Cloudiee grits his teeth and growls in pain as he rolls to his knees. Matthews pulls him up and delivers a knee lift, followed by a hard shot to the jaw before backing the man into the ropes. Matthews tries to shoot Cloudiee across, but the Young Lion reverses the whip, sending Matthews towards the far side, only for Howell to meet him with a belly-to-belly suplex! Matthews lands hard on his spine with a yelp of pain. Getting to his feet, Howell turns to meet Cloudiee, who charges with a forearm, but Howell ducks and brings him down in a falling neck-breaker. Floating over, Howell quickly hooks a leg.

(1)

(2)

Cloudiee kicks loose with time to spare. Howell gets to his feet and drops a knee across Cloudiee’s throat, then a second, before backing into the ropes and coming down with a pointed elbow across the jaw. Cloudiee tries to roll away, but Howell pulls him up and snaps him over with a quick suplex. As Cloudiee reaches for his back, Howell gets to his feet and reaches down to pull him up…only for the Chameleon to plant a boot in his backside, sending Howell through the ropes and down to the outside. He lands hard on the floor with a thud. In the ring, Chameleon pulls Cloudiee to his feet and lands a few stiff shots to the jaw, staggering the man back into the ropes. Chameleon looks to whip him across, but Cloudiee hangs onto the ropes and tries to pull Chameleon into a back body drop…but Chameleon lands on the apron right behind him! Cloudiee turns and Chameleon simply pokes him right in the eye, earning a bit of laughter from the ringside fans. As Cloudiee staggers back, Chameleon vaults to the top and springs off, catching Cloudiee’s head and swinging around into the “Tumble in the Rough.” Spiking him with the DDT, Chameleon turns and scrambles back for the cover.

(1)

(No!)

Matthews makes the save with a leg drop to the back of the neck. Chameleon rolls away, and Matthews gets to his feet to follow. Cloudiee rolls under the ropes to catch his breath as Matthews pulls Chameleon to his feet and unloads with a series of chops, then snaps him down with a fireman’s carry. Chameleon tries to stand, but Matthews meets him with a flawless dropkick, knocking him right back down. Chameleon again gets to his feet, but Matthews takes him down with an arm drag. Rolling through, Chameleon pops up again, and Matthews catches him with another fireman’s carry, then locks in a rear chin-lock, driving his knee deep into the Chameleon’s back. On the outside, Howell pulls himself up to his feet and staggers back into the guardrail, trying to shake the cobwebs loose as he looks up into the ring.

Sharper: “Action all over right here in the opening minutes! Early onslaughts by Cloudiee and the Chameleon, but right now it’s Eric Matthews in control, wrenching on the neck of the Chameleon.”

Knots: “Not deep enough. He could pull back another foot or two…just until he hears the snap.”

Sharper: “Will you let it go? The man’s unorthodox as hell, but he doesn’t deserve that.”

Knots: “They were stained, Sharper…remember? STAINED! I’m being merciful here!”

Fighting the pain, Chameleon grits his teeth and tries to turn sideway, but Matthews shifts his position, going from the chin-lock to a deep sleeper. Chameleon claws at the man’s arms, struggling to find some room to breath, but starts to slow down a little. Cloudiee pulls himself up on the apron and stumbles over to the corner, climbing up to the top and flying off with a dropkick to the side of Matthew’s head! The crowd gives a low “Oh!” as the man slumps onto his side. Chameleon lurches forward onto all fours, gasping for breath as he crawls to the ropes and starts to pull himself up. At the same time, Howell pulls himself up onto the apron and the two meet face-to-face. Immediately, Howell drills him with a right, then a knee through the ropes, causing the Chameleon to double. Using the rope as a sling-shot, Howell dives in and grabs hold of Chameleon, rolling him up with a sunset flip…only for Cloudiee to take his head off with a low clothesline! Getting to his feet, Cloudiee turns and pops a standing shooting star onto Howell for the cover.

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(2)

Howell kicks out easily and sits up with a wide-eyed look. Chameleon rolls onto his belly and tries to get to his feet, while Howell turns to meet the rising Cloudiee with a soccer-style kick to the chest. Knocked upright, Cloudiee answers with a heavy forearm, then a second, and a third before shoved Howell back into the corner. Howell immediately bounces out with a haymaker, but Cloudiee ducks underneath, and as Howell turns, he’s caught with a drop toe-hold that sends him face-first into the bottom turnbuckle. Dazed, Howell rolls over onto his back as Cloudiee grabs the top rope and spring-boards into a handstand, before coming down with a double-foot dropkick into the man’s face! Howell’s head snaps back with violent force!

Sharper: “Good god, what a shot. Howell’s going to be seeing that one in the mirror tomorrow…and probably the rest of the week, too.”

Knots: “What is it with this Cloudiee? I’ve seen thirteen-year-old girls with more muscle and for some reason these idiots eat him up like he’s the next big thing…only big thing about this moron is that damn hair!”

Grabbing Howell’s feet, Cloudiee pulls him out of the corner and signals to the crowd before running up the buckles, leaping off the top rope and twisting around into the Thunderbird Splash ’88...right onto Howell’s upturned knees! Bouncing off, Cloudiee cries out in pain as he clutches his ribs and kicks at the canvas, rolling from side to side as the crowd groans in sympathy. Still feeling that dropkick, Howell slowly rolls under the ropes and lays on the apron. On his knees, Cloudiee clenches his teeth against the pain and stands…and immediately takes a super kick to the back of the head from the Chameleon…who turns to run into the ropes, and ends up caught by Matthews who immediately sends him over the ropes with an Exploder! Chameleon’s back smashes off the apron before he slams down onto the floor with a heavy thud.

Knots: “Yes! That’s the kind of thing that gets you remembered, Erin!”

Sharper: “His name is Eric.”

Knots: “I said it would ‘get’ him remembered! I didn’t say he deserved it yet.”

Sharper: “Regardless, Matthews is once again in control. Chameleon literally tossed over the ropes with that suplex, leaving Matthews with Howell and Cloudiee, neither of whom can even think straight right now.”

Off to the side, Howell is using the ropes to pull himself up, while Cloudiee lays on his stomach, hands clutching the back of his head. Choosing between the two, Matthews drops a quick knee across the back of Cloudiee’s head, keeping him down a little longer before moving in on Howell. Coming off the ropes, Howell tries a hard right, but Matthews blocks it and chops him across the chest. A second chop knocks Howell back into the ropes and he comes off with a kick to the gut, then a clubbing arm across the back of Matthews’ neck. Dropping to a knee, Mathews buries a shot into Howell’s kidney, then shoots to his feet with a European uppercut…but Howell ducks aside and hooks him up, driving him down with the Undue Influence! Matthews’ face smashes into the canvas as Howell rolls off to the side, using the ropes to pull himself back up. Stunned, Matthews finds his knees, and takes a stiff kick to the side of the head from Howell, who follows it up with a standing senton across the chest. Getting to his feet, Howell leans on the ropes a minute, noticing Chameleon beginning to find his feet on the outside, as well as Cloudiee crawling towards the corner, using the buckles to drag himself up. Wiping the sweat away, Howell shakes it off on Matthews before he staggers over to Cloudiee, landing a deep kick to the gut. Cloudiee looks to answer with a forearm, but Howell blocks it and lands a stiff shot to the jaw followed by a back elbow. Lifting Cloudiee onto the top turnbuckle, Howell climbs up and locks him up, snapping him off the top with a super-plex.

Sharper: “Howell in firm control now, showcasing that in-ring confidence that’s made him a thorn in quite a few sides as late…including the Adrenaline Champion. You have to think Starr is keeping a close watch on this match, since any one of these four could be his next title defense.”

Knots: “Can you imagine that masked moron as champion? Or what about that guy? What’s his name again?”

Sharper: “Matthews?”

Knots: “Yeah, him. They’d have to leave the name plate blank.”

Howell uses the impact of the landing to float over into a cover.

(1)

(2)

(NO!)

Grabbing Howell’s foot, Chameleon drags him out of the ring and drills him with a right hand. Howell answers with one of his own, and Chameleon answers with a shot to the body. Howell knifes him with a chop to the chest, followed by a second before aiming another right hand…that Chameleon ducks, sending Howell’s hand into the steel post! Howell screams in pain, clutching his hand as the crowd groans, then immediately gives a pop as Chameleon doubles him with a kick to the gut and powers him down with “This Belonged To A Gay Man!” In the ring, Matthews starts crawling towards Cloudiee, using one hand to clutch the back of his neck while pulling himself with the other. On the outside, Chameleon drags himself up with the apron and rolls under the ropes. As Matthews drops on top of Cloudiee, Chameleon pulls him off and lays in with the boots before dropping an elbow to the back of his neck. Visibly weary, Chameleon gets up and pulls Matthews with him, trying to lock in a suplex, but Matthews blocks it. Landing a couple shots to the man’s ribs, plus a high knee lift, Chameleon tries again, and again Matthews blocks it, and then reverses it, throwing him over with a Northern-Lights suplex.

(1)

(2)

(3)

Knots: “Yes!”

Sharper: “No!”

Knots: “What?!”

Sharper: “Two, it was two! Chameleon’s shoulder up at the last…possible…second!”

Knots: “No! That was three! Damn it, get a new referee in here, this one’s blowing everything!”

Getting to his feet, Matthews pulls the Chameleon up as well, taking him over with a snap-more, then rolling over with a neck-breaker. Getting to his feet, he turns and grabs a foot, stomping on the knee, then doing it again before driving his own knee into the joint. Circling, he ties Chameleon’s legs up in a figure-four, using his elbows to drag both of them back out towards the center of the ring…while Chameleon tries to pull them back towards the ropes!

Sharper: “Tug of war between Matthews and Chameleon, but I don’t think the Captain’s legs will be able to take the strain!”

Knots: “Good. Then Masters’ can snap them like toothpicks! Come on, pull, Mathis, pull!”

Both men clench their teeth, though Chameleon finally cries out in pain as he tries to reach back and grab hold of the ropes, only inches away from his fingertips. Across the ring, Cloudiee rolls out onto the apron and grabs for the ropes, straining to pull himself up as the crowd continues to urge on both Matthews and the Chameleon, who is now a few inches closer to the ropes. Closing his eyes, he reaches with both arms, but collapses from the pain…

(1)

(2)

Snapping upright, he screams again, clenching both his fists as he stares at Matthews, who is still trying to haul him back out to the middle of the ring. Clawing at his face, Chameleon tries to roll, but Matthews blocks him, forcing Chameleon to try the other way…but Matthews blocks him there, too. On the apron, Cloudiee sees the both of them and stumbles over to the post, fighting to climb the outside as Chameleon once again collapses to the canvas…

(1)

(2)

Again, he sits up, but just barely. Bracing on his hands, Matthews pumps his hips, trying to increase the pressure as Chameleon howls in agony. Once again, his shoulders slump down to the mat

(1)

(2)

(NO!)

Matthews’ chest implodes as Cloudiee springs into the ring with a double-foot-stomp. Curling up fetal, Matthews wraps an arm around his ribs and convulses, eyes wide and mouth agape in a silent scream of pure pain. Chameleon, meanwhile, drags himself out onto the apron, cradling his legs as Cloudiee collapses to his knees and then slumps to the mat. Cloudiee slowly gets up and suddenly Howell grabs him from behind and locks in Skeletons in the Closet. Cloudiee frantically moves his arms around as Howell pulls back. Chameleon stirs slightly, grabbing at the ropes as Howell pulls back. Cloudiee starts to go faint, his arms dropping before he then starts to tap out on the arm of Howell. The referee calls for the bell and Howell lets go and rolls over. Chameleon then dives into the ring a moment too late.

Knots: “Your Weakess is EVERYONE’s weakness!”

Sharper: “They forgot about Howell! Howell was on the floor, holding his hand and then saw his moment!”

Knots: “And that’s a sign of a true champion. Hopefully he can get that opportunity to be one! He’s better than many…like Thorn or Starr!”

Howell rolls over and rolls out of the ring. He then runs his hand through his hair and smiles as he starts to walk around the ring. Eric Matthews rolls over, looking over as Cloudiee rolls over, coughing. Howell continues on his way to the back before we head backstage.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and the scene opens up backstage as we see Brittany Lohan and Rachel Foxx in their locker room. Rachel puts the pink Underground Championship belt down on the bench and Lohan turns to her.

Lohan: “Why are you keeping that thing? Get it redone or something.”

Rachel just smiles before grabbing the pink belt.

Rachel: “But why? Because when I paint it with people’s blood, then no one will care about it’s colour.”

Rachel smiles. Lohan smirks too.

Rachel: “Come on. She’s not here. Grow a set and be who you know you are.”

Lohan just looks at her.

Rachel: “Pick someone…let’s make them an example of what happens when we are together.”

Lohan: “Alright…..alright….”

Lohan nods as Rachel smiles and the scene fades back to ringside.

The lights dim in the arena as the screens all cut to black and for a few seconds and there’s nothing but the reaction of the fans heard all around the arena. After a few moments the opening “King of the World” by Porcelain and the Tramps hits the PA system as spotlights begin to flick on and off around the arena. The fans sing along with the lyrics as the camera pans through them all and back to the cheap seats in the back of the arena before we cut back to the entrance way. We see Christy Matthews standing on the stage with her arms outstretched in an eerily familiar mock-crucifix pose.

...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...

...C H R I S T Y M A T T H E W S...

She begins to push her way down to ringside accompanied by Pete Ebdon as the crowd cheers.

Sharper: “There you see Christy Matthews, the woman who defeated Ravyn Taylor at Apocalypse. It’s been an odd month and a half for Matthews and her tag partner Lucas Knight.”

Knots: “Yeah. She’s successful. Knight, not so much.”

Sharper: “Knight may disagree. And I’m sure we’ll get more out of him whenever we hear from him tonight. Rumour has it that he has not arrived yet.”

Knots: “Some tag partner he is then.”

Christy makes her way down to the ring and begins climbing the outside of the turnbuckles, standing on the middle rope, and striking the mock-crucifix pose once more. As the second chorus of "King of the World" hits Christy sings along with the lyrics, continuing to strike the crucifix pose before finally leaping over the top rope and spinning around in the ring, before stopping and turning around as Ebdon goes to the corner to get a microphone from Jason Phillips. He takes it and walks over to Christy, happily handing it to her, saying something to her, getting a smile out of her before she looks out at the crowd. Her music fades out as she then starts to speak.

Christy: “One month ago, I walked down to this ring. One that night, I was challenged by a man named Xander Valentine.”

The crowd roars. She looks around and nods.

Christy: “One of the legends in SCW history. One of the most dominant champions in SCW history. And he specifically came out to challenge me to prove to himself whether could make it to the World Championship ranks in this company. And at the same time, he knew that if I beat him, I crystallize my position as a top name in this company.”

The crowd roars.

Christy: “Well we’re removed from our respective distractions, or so I hope. Ravyn Taylor got what she had coming and Damian Angel did not get Abaddon as he so desired. So Xander…let us try this again but this time, allow me to be the one to call YOU out and challenge YOU to a match to see where both of us stand!”

The crowd cheers.

Sharper: “I could go for that.”

Knots: “Oh great. More of this respect BS!”

The crowd cheers as Christy looks to the entrance way.

Christy: “Xander…It’s all on you.”

The crowd cheers and then a few moments pass before we then hear the opening chords of “Into the Abyss.” The crowd cheers and we see Xander Valentine walk out from the back with a slight limp. He looks down at the ring, microphone in hand. He pauses for a moment as his music fades out before looking down at Christy.

Xander: “Christy…You already know what I would think of that challenge. And the fact of the matter is that I do, no matter what, want to face you to prove to myself whether I can still handle facing some of the top talent in SCW.”

Xander looks around before looking up.

Xander: “But you know as well as I do that any match we have, until I remove it from our path, Damian Angel will be a constant threat to any form of competition we enter. He’s going to be there to make my life miserable as he seeks to bring out something I have no intention of ever becoming again. It’s why he tried to injure my knee. It’s why he’s trying to do anything to irritate me. It’s why he’s forcing me to put my own career on the backburner to focus on him.”

The crowd boos.

Xander: “Sorry Christy. I would love to give you the match that you want. I would love to stand in that ring, looking across at you and knowing I’m going to be in for a fight of my life and one that confirms whether I should even think about challenging for the World Title. But with Damian Angel around, that’s a luxury I can’t afford. One day Christy, we’ll have our match. Let’s just hope that you don’t make any enemies who want to destroy everything around you.”

Xander slowly brings the microphone down and just looks down at Christy and sighs. Christy just looks at him, clearly disappointed. Xander mouths “sorry” before turning and walking back to the back. Christy just looks at Xander as the crowd just boos slowly in the background.

COMMERCIAL:

Greg Cherry vs. Thirteen

The lights in the arena go out, prompting a small surprised pop from the fans. The opening of "Hell" by Disturbed starts to play as the entire arena slowly becomes bathed in a mixture of red and purple lights and the entire stage is covered in a heavy cloud of smoke. The Tron is showing a clip of a hooded figure walking through a city scene of pure chaos underneath a blood red sky, unfazed by the people frantically running around him, ignoring their fighting and looting and desperate attempts to flee as he wanders past all the burning buildings and rubble, as well as the fallen bodies of those who couldn't get to safety. The entire scene looks disturbing as some of the younger fans try to hide their eyes. The figure on the Tron suddenly stops and turns to stare out at the fans through the screen before he slowly begins to push back his hood...

#Rrwoooaaaw!#

As that roar blasts through the PA system, startling quite a few fans in the process, and the main part of the song kicks in, flames erupt from the stage as the smoke begins to disappear. The image on the Tron now shifts to show scenes of the chaos caused by the Angel of Death throughout not only SCW, but his entire career as well, intermixed with in-ring action and shots of him raising a title belt over his head, often being a bloody mess as he does so. As the lyrics start and the smoke completely fades, a figure wearing a hooded cloak becomes visible. With his lips wearing a combination of a sick smirk and a pained expression visible from under the hood the figure begins to slowly move down the ramp towards the ring, the fans erupting into heavy jeers as the man walks by. When he reaches ringside, the figure looks like he's going to leap up onto the apron, but clutches his taped-up ribcage and decides against it. He slowly walks up the steel steps instead and carefully steps between the ropes before pulling the cloak off and throwing it out of the ring, revealing himself to be none other than Thirteen. The jeering becomes much louder, though Thirteen's smile only seems to grow more malicious in appearance. The lights slowly return to normal as Thirteen contemplates doing his signature pose, but the pain from his ribs changes his mind and he just goes to stand in his corner and wait for the bell, the sinister smile fading from his lips as his face dons a more pissed off expression.

Sharper: “Thirteen survived Apocalypse, despite being speared through a table by Christian Savior. That’s a rivalry I doubt has seen its end.”

Knots: “Yeah, well security better be aware that that jackass may make his way out here and we don’t need him helping Greg Cherry. Greg got lucky at Apocalypse and he doesn’t need the extra momentum!”

The opening guitar riffs are heard leading into "I Will Not Bow" by Breaking Benjamin. The crowd starts to cheer as the opening line is heard.

"I will not bow
I will not break
I will shove the world away
I will not fall
I will not faint
I will take your breath away"

Greg Cherry walks down the aisle and looks out into the audience and stares out into the crowd. He looks towards both sides and then bends down and raises both his arms up in the air. His right hand has his middle and pointer finger and thumb extended while his left hand has his pointer finger extended. Pyro shoots out from behind him as he looks straight up. He then begins walking down to the ring as the cheers rain down from the fans.

He enters the ring and brings both his hands to his head as if he's saluting then flings his arms out to his sides then brings them back with the "Penn Sen" hand gesture. He turns around and does this to the other side of the ring before turning back around, raising his hands with the "VLI" symbol.

Greg walks over to the turnbuckle to the left and raises up both hands with all fingers extended except the ring finger. He points to the crowd and points back to himself while shouting out to the crowd as they cheer him. He does this to all four sides, getting the crowd riled up in a frenzy as he steps back and readies himself for the match at hand.

Sharper: “Last time these two faced, Greg Cherry was choked out by Thirteen when it was all said and done.”

Knots: “Yeah and since then, Greg’s had a lot of dirty laundry thrown out there. Thirteen just has risen to the top and has stayed there!”

Sharper: “Greg would love to build on his win. You mentioned momentum Jonathan. He wants it. He wants to get back into the title hunt. That’s for sure.”

The bell sounds and Greg Cherry looks at Thirteen as he and Thirteen just watch each other. They set up before lunging and grappling in the middle of the ring. Thirteen starts to push Greg back before getting him into the corner. Greg spins through and they lean on the ropes before Thirteen pushes back and pushes Greg against the ropes. Greg leans back and the referee calls for the break.

Thirteen nails him with a shot to the ribs. He then nails him with a hard right to the jaw. He grabs Greg and fires him into the ropes. Greg bounces back and slides through the legs of Thirteen. Thirteen turns around and Greg nails him with a forearm shiver. He nails him with a second before spinning around and nailing him with a discus forearm shot. Greg turns and runs into the ropes. He bounces off and Thirteen gets his elbow up. Greg stumbles back to the ropes and Thirteen runs after Greg, but Greg back drops him up and over to the floor. The crowd cheers.

Sharper: “Up and over. Thirteen dumped to the floor.”

Knots: “Lowbridged him!”

Sharper: “Watch Greg! Watch him fly!”

Greg then grabs the top rope. Thirteen gets up and Greg slingshots himself over and twists through and lands on top of Thirteen. The crowd roars. (1) Greg rolls over and grabs at the barricade. Thirteen stirs and rolls over. Greg grabs him and clubs him in the back. (2) He then turns and rolls him into the ring. Greg rolls in and Thirteen gets back up. Greg runs at him and clotheslines him down. He then goes for the pin.

Thirteen kicks out. Greg gets up and Thirteen pulls himself up. Greg kicks him in the ribs. He then whips him into the corner. Greg runs after him, and Thirteen gets his elbow up. Greg stumbles back and Thirteen steps forward and grabs Greg and spins through and throws him over with a hip toss. Greg rolls over and gets up and Thirteen nails him with a shot to the ribs before he gutwrenches Greg up and suplexes him over. Greg winces and Thirteen gets up and hits an elbow drop. He then gets up and Greg winces and grabs at the ropes. Thirteen gets up and walks around. Greg slowly pulls himself up. Thirteen then grabs him and throws him back with a back suplex. He bridges up.

Greg rolls his shoulder off and rolls over.

Sharper: “Nearfall as Thirteen bridges up on the suplex. Nearly has him there.”

Knots: “Damn it. Drop him more on his head next time. Maybe you’ll knock some sense into him. Maybe you’ll make him less of an idiot!”

Greg slowly pull himself up and Thirteen grabs him and whips him across the ring and into the corner. Thirteen runs after him and jumps up and nails him with a running calf kick. He drops down and Greg stumbles forward. Thirteen turns and runs up behind him and takes him down with a facebuster. He rolls him over and goes for the pin.

Greg kicks out. He stirs and Thirteen grabs him and slowly hoists him up. He then knees him in the ribs. He hooks him up and goes for a vertical suplex, but Greg blocks it. He tries to lift him again, but Thirteen goes to throw him forward. Greg lands on his hands and knees and gets up and Thirteen goes for an enziguri, and Greg ducks. Thirteen lands on the mat. He starts to get up and Greg throws Thirteen back with a back suplex. The crowd cheers.

Sharper: “Greg with the back suplex. Thirteen lands on his head.”

Knots: “Not what I meant!”

Sharper: “Thirteen is dazed. Greg has an opportunity to get something going here.”

Knots: “And if he doesn’t, kiss that hope goodbye. Thirteen will eat him for breakfast like the Ham’n’egger that he is!”

Thirteen gets up and Greg nails him with a hard right. He chops him and the crowd woos. He then goes to whip him across, but Thirteen spins through and fires Greg into the ropes. Greg bounces off and nails Thirteen with a flying clothesline. Both men get up and Greg hits an inverted atomic drop before then kicking him in the ribs and hitting a DDT. The crowd cheers. Greg goes for the pin.

Thirteen shoots his shoulder off the canvas. Greg rolls over. He then gets up. He turns around and walks into the ropes. He bounces off them and nails Thirteen with a leg drop. He then rolls over and Thirteen stirs. He starts to get up. Greg grabs him and wrenches the arm and whips him into the ropes. Thirteen bounces off the ropes. Greg then nails him with a spinning heel kick. Greg rolls over and gets up and runs into the ropes and bounces off them as Thirteen sits up and dropkicks him in the back of the head. He then turns and goes for the pin.

Thirteen shoots his shoulder up yet again. The crowd sighs.

Knots: “Yes!”

Sharper: “Thirteen gets his shoulder up again. Greg thought that was it. This crowd thought that was it.”

Knots: “Nothing’s stopping Thirteen tonight. He’s beaten Christy Matthews. He’s beaten Christian Savior. Tonight, it’s time for Greg to fall!”

Sharper: “Well, he’s going to have to do more than take the punishment to get that.”

Thirteen stirs and Greg looks up and grabs him. He drags him up, and Thirteen suddenly spins around him and pulls him down with a neckbreaker. He gets up as Greg holds his head in pain. Greg stirs as Thirteen starts to get up and we then see Savior start to make his way down to the ring. The crowd roars and Savior looks at him before jogging down to the ring. He slides in and Thirteen just backs up and drops to the floor. Savior drops down and drops down after him. Thirteen just backs up and smirks before looking at the ring as Greg Cherry stirs and slowly gets up. Thirteen then backs away as Savior continue to jog after him.(1) The crowd cheers as the two run down the rampway to the back. (2)

Sharper: “Savior coming out here and Thirteen running for the hills!”

Knots: “Come on! Isn’t that a disqualification?!”

Sharper: “I’m actually surprised by this. You’d think Thirteen would take some punishment. He’d get the win.”

Knots: “Well he’s always a step ahead. A man like Thirteen, he’s always thinking.”

Greg pulls himself up and looks around, noticing Thirteen is not around and seeing Savior running through the curtain.(3) The referee continues to count. (4)

10!

Greg just looks at the entrance way as the bell sounds. The crowd roars and his music starts to play. The referee raises his hand but he pulls it away and walks around the ring.

Sharper: “Greg gets the win here thanks to an assist from Christian Savior.”

Knots: “That’s so not right.”

Sharper: “A win is a win, as you say. Greg will take it. You have to wonder what Thirteen is thinking though!”

Breakdown returns and we open up backstage and we see the entrance through the security checkpoint backstage as Bob Tomlinson, representative of the Board of Directors walk into the arena. He can be seen signing into the building as Aaron Demitra, senior official, walks over to him. The two talk a bit as they then start to walk further into the building.

Sharper: “There you see the arrival of Bob Tomlinson, rep of the Board, and we’ve been told we’re going to find out who will get that coveted World Championship shot later tonight.”

Knots: “The Board keeps making decisions. We’ll see what they do now. They’ve been jumping back and forth between bad and mediocre!”

Sharper: “Well we’ll certainly find out. That and so much more still to come!”

The scene then slowly fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns as we see Billy Mitchell walking backstage in the locker room. The crowd roars seeing him as we then see Jessica Winters walking over to him.

Jessica: “Billy! Billy! Can I trouble you for a moment?”

Mitchell winces a bit before turning around and going to Jessica Winters.

Mitchell: “Go ahead.”

Jessica: “Billy, at Apocalypse, you intervened in the opening melee before the Adrenaline Championship match at Apocalypse. Care to let us know why?”

Mitchell: “Well I’ll be honest, I don’t like a lot of people posturing. I don’t like a lot of people needing to make impacts by hitting people from behind with chairs. I figured it was time for someone to stop and that wha-“

Just then Mitchell is nailed from behind by a chair. We then see Lohan walk into view as Rachel smiles.

Rachel: “Irony….just rich.”

Rachel then turns and watches as Mitchell starts to stir and drives the Underground Championship into the back of Mitchell’s head. He rolls over in pain and Rachel then smiles as Lohan lifts Mitchell up to a seated position and Rachel turns and drills him again. Mitchell falls back and Rachel then turns and smiles before taking the edge of the belt and driving it down into the face of Mitchell. She starts to carve him up as Jessica calls for help. Rachel just nods and Lohan goes over and grabs Jessica and turns before shoving her into a wall. The crowd ohs and Jessica falls over. Mitchell struggles as blood can be seen coming from his forehead as Rachel drives the belt plate into his skull. She then lifts the belt up as blood can be seen all over the front.

Rachel: “A good start…nice choice. He bled well.”

Rachel then stands up and turns to Lohan.

Rachel: “Is this more fun than with Harmony?”

Rachel smirks and walks off. Lohan smiles too and she walks off too.

Shawn Mason appears in the entranceway.

Mason: “Ladies and gentlemen, set down your drinks and bring your attention to the top of the ramp.”

“Gracing you with her presence here tonight is a piece of perfection carved out by whatever deity you believe in. Weighing in at 8 and a half stones, she graces us from Orlando, Florida by way of Newport, South Wales… she is and always will be YOUR ‘PERFECT 10,’ KELCEY WALLACE!!!”

"Pretty Girl Rock" by Keri Hilson plays throughout the arena. The crowd roars before starting to boo as a spotlight shines on the entrance way and Shawn Mason steps back as Kelcey Wallace walks out from the back and looks around. The crowd continues to boo.

Knots: “There’s someone Marina doesn’t need to worry about. There’s someone EVERYONE needs to worry about. Not a bottled blonde. Just perfection!”

Sharper: “You’ve already jumped onto her bandwagon.”

Knots: “I’m always on the bandwagon of Perfection. You can’t beat that!”

Mason then starts to walk down to the ring, jogging down before hopping onto the apron. Kelcey Wallace sways down to the ring before going to the steel steps before walking up them and onto the apron. She looks around as Mason then holds the ropes open for her and she steps inside. Kelcey Wallace walks around the ring before stopping in the middle of the ring and posing as the crowd boos some more. She just smiles as Mason then goes over and grabs a microphone. He turns and walks over to Kelcey Wallace. He hands it to her. She smiles as she looks around.

Kelcey: “So this SCW’s premiere production, Breakdown!”

The crowd roars a bit.

Kelcey: “Well, it can now be termed it’s perfect production, because now I am here each and every week, whether it Breakdown, Ammo…probably not Aggression…Even perfection needs to take a day off.”

Kelcey smiles.

Kelcey: “But I will be there to inject the perfection that is desperately lacking. No longer will people be worrying about whether they get title shots. No longer will they be worrying about simple revenge or petty oneupsmanship. They will all just be worrying about one thing….how do you measure up to perfection? And I’m going to make this clear. I am up here.”

Kelcey holds her hand up in the air, turning it to point just over her head. She then starts to move her head down.

Kelcey: “Everyone else is down here. The sooner you all realize that…the smarter you will be…and the less time you will waste. And in due time, I will show you that this talk is not just talk, but I walk the walk and kick ass too. In due time, you’ll all regret and reify the day that Kelcey Wallace walked down that ramp and made her official debut.”

The crowd boos. Kelcey just smiles before looking around. Suddenly, “Time to Shine” starts to play throughout the arena. The crowd starts to boo more as we then see Blake Mason walk out from the back. He looks around and smiles as he has a microphone in his hand.

Knots: “Well Perfection is going to meet a Modern Day God!”

Mason starts to make his way down the rampway as his music starts to fade out.

Mason: “Kelcey! I have to say that this…well…is perfect! I mean while I have been affiliated with some other strong competitors, it’s almost fate. The moment that my career takes off and reaches the highest levels of the atmosphere and you drop down from the heavens at the same time. It’s perfect timing…”

Mason smiles as Kelcey just looks at him. Mason continues to make his way down to the ring.

Mason: “Now Kelcey, that all in mind, I’m not here to make a challenge. I’m not here to cramp your style. In fact, I come here with a business proposition.”

Mason smiles.

Mason: “As my career takes off, it needs the perfect complement to it. The perfect ally if you will. And well, you’ve constantly said how you’re perfection. You’ve constantly noted how you are above everyone in that locker room and rightfully so.”

Mason smiles before hopping onto the apron and looking in the ring.

Mason: “And I think you need a perfect complement as well. Now you may not officially be debuting for some time, but until then, it wouldn’t hurt to have someone teach you the ropes here in SCW. So Kelcey…”

Mason enters the ring and extends his hand.

Mason: “What do you say?”

The crowd boos as Mason looks at her. Kelcey just smirks.

Kelcey: “There’s one problem Blake….Perfection has no complement.”

Kelcey then hands the microphone to Shawn Mason before turning and stepping through the ropes to the floor. Blake Mason just scoffs as he nods as Mason exits the ring as well. “Pretty Girl Rock” starts to play throughout the arena as Kelcey Wallace walks up the rampway to the back with Shawn Mason jogging around to rejoin her.

Sharper: “No partnership for Blake Mason.”

Knots: “But can you blame a guy for trying?”

Sharper: “I can and I wonder what Gia will have to say about this!”

Blake Mason just continues to watch her leave as we then cut backstage.

We see Christian Savior storming through the backstage area. He walks over to one door, opens it widely before sticking his head in. He then slams it before turning and looking around.

Savior: “Come on Thirteen. Come out and play. Not going to run and hide now!”

Savior continues to walk down the hallway before a few officials come over to him. Savior stops and just smirks.

Savior: “He’s going to hide behind officials. How hilarious is that?”

Aaron Demitra steps forward.

Demitra: “Tomlinson wants us to just to avoid any more scenes tonight. The Board is looking into giving you a rematch, but you’re going to have to keep your cool.”

Savior just scoffs.

Savior: “Yeah….sure. Just better hope you make that match before I get my hands on him. I’m not here to play nice.”

Savior turns and pushes through the officials as the scene changes again.

The scene cuts backstage as we see TJ Johnson standing with Katie Steward in front of the SCW interview area. To the side is Marisa Condolesa, looking at Katie with a bit of disdain.

Johnson: “Ladies and gentlemen, please pay your respects to the greatest World Champion in SCW history, the REAL greatest Women’s Wrestler in SCW history, Katie Steward!”

The crowd boos as Katie just smiles before she hears the boos and glares before screaming. The crowd boos some more.

Katie: “TJ…the level of disrespect that I am getting is off the page. I went out of my own goodness to solve the problems this company had with two of its divisions. The Women’s Championship stolen. The Underground Championship…well…just…..ughh….how that is allowed is just wrong. That’s like clubbing baby seals. It should NOT be allowed…unless fashioned into a nice coat or some-“

Johnson just motions not.

Katie: “Oh please….everyone loves me. No matter what I wear!”

Paris Dannon can be seen in the background covering her face as Marisa just laughs.

Katie: “I just wanted to bring the status back where people earned their titles. They didn’t run off with them and quite frankly, anything with Your Queen in it is immensely better than what those fake queen’s and swans and whatever are doing. Well, it’s a shame. This company cannot understand greatness. They cannot understand when someone is doing what is right. This company needed the Goddess Championship…it just was not ready for it again…it just shows how much its fallen. Maybe it just means they NEED me as its champion again….I always said that Syren was trouble.”

Katie flips her hair before then turning and walking off. TJ Johnson turns to the camera.

Johnson: “And don’t go anywhere! Your Queen, Your Goddess, YOUR reason for living and friend of all animals everywhere! PETA don’t get angry! Katie Steward! She’ll be in action…NEXT…against some guy. You know you want it! NEXT!”

Johnson then turns and runs off camera as Marisa Condolesa walks over and shakes her head as the scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Katie Steward vs. David Miller

I'm not cocky
I just love myself
Bitch!

As the lights in the arena begin to dim, the whimsical voice of Katie Steward is heard giggling as “Vanity” by Christina Aguilera plays on the speaker system. Bright pink spot lights swirl around the arena as varies images of Katie Steward are captured on the video screen.

Plush ruby red carpet is rolled down the aisle way just as Katie Steward emerges from behind the curtains. Miss Steward is all decked out wearing her long white coat and a stunning diamond studded tiara rests on her beautiful blonde hair curls. Katie produces her famous smiles for the live audience.

Katie starts her walk down the ramp to ringside. TJ Johnson exists from behind the curtain and follows his Goddess. Once she reaches ringside, Katie folds her arms over chest and looks back over her shoulder at TJ Johnson waiting for him to do his job. When he sees that “look”, he immediately runs past her and enters into the ring. He signals for the microphone from the ring announcer and when he hesitates, T.J. snatches it from his hand.

Next T.J. excitedly waves everyone out of the ring. All the while Katie was fixing her hair at ringside ignoring what T.J. was doing. She walks over to the steel ring step and awaits her introduction.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
They call me stuck up, but I'm not at all
Never mind, I am (I am)
It's not my fault I'm the shit
Yeah I am
And I'm a bad ass bitch (hey!)

The camera’s view returns to Katie Steward as she stands at ringside fixing her coat. She looks up spreads her arms out wide and smiles the Famous smile for her glorious introduction as some of the fans have already begun to boo her and show how much they dislike and disrespect for her.

TJ Johnson: And finally, the reason why we have all come here tonight… She is The Queen of Queens, The Goddess of Desire, The SCW’s own Crown Jewel. Get your cameras and video recorders ready for… KATIE STEWARD….

Katie gracefully walks up the steel ring steps and onto the apron. She bends down enters the rings between the middle ropes that T.J. holds down for her. She walks over to the opposite corner and climbs onto the ropes. She takes off her lovely coat revealing her beautiful wrestling attire. Many in the crowd start to take snap shots of their Goddess. Katie jumps down and walks to the other corner to pose and climbs up on the middle ropes just as the lighting returns to normal and the music dies. Katie does one last pose for the fans then she jumps down and walks towards T.J.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the flyest of them all
It's me, bow down get on your knees
Where's my queens?
Who reigns supreme?
Let me hear you scream
Whooo!

TJ Johnson smiles down at Katie, before bowing slightly. He takes the microphone and joins the announcing team for some unbiased journalism.

Knots: “Well that streak is gone. It’s been great to bash Katie without this moron here.”

Johnson: “Hey! I need to be here to prevent you two from slandering our Goddess!”

Sharper: “Well that accusation aside, her Goddess Championship plan didn’t work out too well.”

Johnson: “You just heard her! You heard what she said. People don’t understand her greatness! It’s a shame too! She would turn around so many of these problems in both the Women’s Division and the fact that the Underground Division exists….They bled on her! They BLED on her!”

Knots: “She’s never had someone else’s blood on her…not even when she’s biting off the heads of her mates?”

Without warning, the commanding chords to Zakk Wylde’s “Bleed For Me” thunder through the speakers. As strobes of black light fill the tunnel, David Miller casually steps into view, drawing the crowd to their feet with a deafening mixture of cursing jeers and hysterical ovations as he crosses slowly to the top of the ramp and lifts his head. Peering out over the screaming masses, the hint of a smile curls at the corner of Miller’s mouth. Twisting his head to one side and then the other, he cracks the bones in his neck before starting his walk towards the ring with a stern, purposed march. Crushing up against the guardrails, a few fans extend their arms as far as they can while others flip middle fingers. Slowing his pace just a bit, Miller raises his arms to offer fist-bumps and palm-slaps to the nearest ones while ignoring the rest, stoking their anger even further. Rolling easily beneath the bottom rope, Miller pushes to his feet and crosses to the corner, mounting the second rope and staring out over the ten-thousands still calling out to him. Bringing up both hands, he cracks the knuckles before snapping back his hood, exposing the intense fire burning in his eyes. Peeling the jacket over his head, he balls it up and lobs it down to a crewman on the floor. Dropping back down to the canvas, he slowly begins to stalk back and forth along the ropes.

Sharper: “David Miller had a tough night prior to Apocalypse. Godwin putting him through hell and back and Miller just couldn’t come back out of it.”

Johnson: “That’s easy. He doesn’t have it!”

Knots: “Well Miller probably doesn’t remember how to do it. You know…just like how he forgets to show up from time to time.”

Sharper: “Some of his history aside, let’s not forget that when Miller is on, you saw how he went after Cole a few weeks ago…he gets it done.”

The bell sounds and Katie looks at Miller and shakes her head before walking around the ring. Miller then suddenly steps away from the ropes and goes to grab at Katie, but Katie backs away. Miller keeps going after her with his hands up. Katie tries to watch his hands and Miller nails her with a snap jab before another before pushing her to the corner. He then knees her in the ribs and then knee her again, only for Katie to rake his eyes. He stumbles back and Katie jumps up and dropkicks him in the back. Miller winces and Katie jumps up and dropkicks him again. Miller falls to a knee and gets up. Katie walks over and grabs him and nails him with a hard forearm and then another and another before knocking him down to the middle rope. She nails him again and backs up and poses as the crowd boos. Miller then suddenly pulls himself up and nails Katie with a spin kick to the chest. She falls back and hard into the ropes as the crowd roars.

Johnson: “Hey! Cheap shot! She wasn’t looking!”

Knots: “That’s Katie’s entire offense though!”

Sharper: “Hard kick sends Katie hard into the ropes. That’s why you don’t turn your back on Miller!”

Miller walks over to Katie and grabs her and knees her in the chest. She stumbles back. Miller grabs her again and knees her again. Katie falls to a knee. Miller then grabs her in a gutwrench and hoists her up, suplexing her over. He turns and sits her up and starts to set up for a buffalo sleeper hold, but Katie starts to move frantically to the ropes and manages to hook her ankles around the bottom rope. The crowd boos as Miller looks at her, pushes her away before backing up and getting to his feet, motioning for her to get up. Katie starts to get up and turns to him and then goes to scream, only for Miller to step forward and grab her, placing his hand over her mouth. The crowd roars. Miller then goes to pull her in, but Katie bites his hand and nails him with a forearm before jumping up and dropkicking him in the face. He hits the mat, holding his head in pain as he starts to get up.

Sharper: “Katie with the dropkick, after biting his hand.”

Johnson: “He tried to quiet our Goddess!”

Knots: “A muzzle works too…”

Miller gets up and Katie kicks him in the ribs and then grabs him and throws him back with a Russian leg sweep. She rolls over and goes for the pin.

Miller kicks out. He stirs and Katie stomps him in the back. She stomps him again before grabbing him. She goes to whip him across the ring, but Miller spins through and pulls her in before throwing her over with a belly to belly suplex. Katie rolls over and stirs and Miller grabs her from behind and throws her back with a German suplex! He bridges up.

Katie kicks out. She rolls over and starts to get up. Miller walks over and grabs her and wrenches the arm before chickenwinging her only to start to go for a suplex. Katie blocks it and stomps Miller in the foot before hitting a mule kick. He winces and the referee looks over and goes to question Katie, but she quickly turns and hits a Hair-flip DDT.

Sharper: “Katie counters and spikes him!”

Knots: “Well I’m shocked that had an effect. I assumed Miller had no testicles.”

Johnson: “You and me too.”

Knots: “Bandwagon jumper! You do not agree with me! Ever!”

Katie rolls over and hooks the leg.

Miller pushes her off and rolls over. He stirs and Katie gets up. Miller slowly gets up and Katie steps past him and climbs up to the top rope. Miller stumbles back and Katie hits a praying moonsault onto Miller, knocking him down. She turns and goes for the pin.

Miller kicks out. She rolls over and Katie turns and kicks him in the side before kicking him again and again and again. Miller winces as he covers up against the ropes. Katie walks around the ring as the crowd boos. She turns back to Miller and Miller then suddenly steps up and knees her before hooking her up and hitting a snap-swinging Angle slam. The crowd ohs and Katie rolls over in pain.

Johnson: “Oh God! Another suplex! Come on! We need to make those illegal or something!”

Knots: “No, this is hilarious. She’s getting thrown all over the place!”

Katie rolls over in pain and starts to get up. She turns and Miller knees her again. He cuffs her with an open strike to the side of the head. Katie stumbles over and TJ Johnson suddenly takes off his headset. He turns and runs over to the ring as Miller grabs her, but then turns and nails TJ with a hard shot. He falls off the apron and down to the floor. The crowd cheers. Miller turns around and Katie hits a jump kick to the side of the head. Miller stumbles back to the corner. Katie then grabs him and pulls him out and sets up for the Save the Queen, but Miller counters with a back drop. Katie starts to get up and Miller grabs her from behind and throws her back with a Backdrop Driver. The crowd roars. He turns and rolls through for the pin.

The crowd roars as Miller rolls over. He holds his ribs and back a bit as he starts to get up.

Knots: “Oh hell yes! Dropped on her head and folded up like an accordion!”

Sharper: “Backdrop driver shows up here on Breakdown and drives Miller to victory tonight on Breakdown!”

Knots: “And the Goddess has another rough night! That holiness isn’t helping her, eh?”

The crowd cheers as he gets up and he staggers to the ropes. He leans on them before having his arm raised. He looks a bit surprised as he then nods and walks over to the ropes and pulls himself down to the floor. He starts to slowly make his way to the back as TJ rolls into the ring, holding his jaw in pain as we go backstage.

Breakdown cuts backstage as we see Regan Street’s vehicle returning. The crowd roars as the car pulls up right next the parking lot. Regan steps out and looks at the camera before we then see her new manager and sister, Trinity Street, step out and walk over to the backseat. Marina can be seen in the back, starting to come too as Trinity grabs her. Her head is covered by a bag.

Regan: “Sorry everyone. Have to wait a few moments for the big reveal. Time for Marina to look at herself in the mirror!”

Regan then grabs her, helping Trinity as the two start drag her into the arena. The crowd roars as Regan and Trinity get her inside.

Sharper: “Well they’re back-“

Knots: “What did they do to her?!”

Sharper: “I don’t know, but we may be about to find out. Regan Street is in action next. She faces Godwin…returning just in time. What does she have planned?!”

The scene then slowly fade to black.

COMMERCIAL:

“Welcome to the Family” plays throughout the arena and the crowd roars as the Friday Night Ammo logo comes up on the screen. We then see a shot of Shaun Cruze and a note of a sitdown interview under it.

Sharper: “Well SCW will be on the air come Friday Night Ammo and Shaun Cruze will be joining me for a special sitdown interview. Now that he’s no longer the US Champion, he has elected to take some time away from the squared circle to deal with recent medical issues in his brtother Orlando’s life. We will get more information come Ammo. We encourage all of you to join us for that personal and revealing interview of the former US Champion.”

Knots: “And that’s on Ammo. When we’ll apparently see someone fail at taking my job!”

Sharper: “Well….I don’t know about that.”

The Friday Night Ammo logo comes up on the screen.

Godwin vs. Regan Street

The entire arena blacks out and stays that way for quite some time. After this time passes the man simply known as GODWIN is seen standing center stage, inside a single spotlight. He looks straight down at the ring, glaring as only a dull murmur from the crowd in attendance can be heard.

His focus remains until “Chapter Four” by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play very loud. The music plays as GODWIN makes his way slowly to the ring, only observing the ring and nothing else. Once GODWIN arrives at the ring he walks up a set of the steel steps and steps over the top rope and into the ring. Still he does not look at the crowd, not even for a fraction of a second.

As his entrance music reaches the chorus, GODWIN finally picks his head up and just simply looks around and out at all the clearly uneducated simpletons that have been fed with silver spoons all their lives before he selects a corner of the ring to camp out in until the referee calls for the bell to begin the match.

Sharper: “Godwin is about to face Regan Street, but pardon us if we’re less focused on that and the fact that Regan Street started tonight, attacking Marina, and orchestrating a plot here.”

Knots: “She took her away somewhere and now she’s back with a bag over her head. What is going on here? Did they make a tape of some grainy footage for an Oliver Stone movie?”

Sharper: “I doubt that. But Regan said we’re going to find out.”

“Can’t Touch It” by Ricky Lee plays throughout the arena. The crowd cheers and we then see Regan Street walk out from the back, with Trinity and Marina. Marina still struggles as a few officials are now with them, trying to clearly help Marina Trent out. Regan just wags her finger and starts to drag her down the rampway. Marina manages to get free of Trent, but falls over, clearly still feeling some of the effects of whatever was in that water earlier. Regan then walks over to her and grabs her before mounting her. Godwin looks on.

Sharper: “I guess we’re going to find out. I hope Marina is okay.”

Knots: “I hope so too!”

Regan then grabs the black bag and pulls it off and we then see Marina’s hair, bleached blonde. The crowd cheers as Regan smiles and throws the bag into the crowd. She then looks at Marina and laughs as the crowd cheers. Marina rolls over and Regan motions to Trinity before Trinity pulls out a compact mirror and tosses it to Regan.

Knots: “She bleached her hair!”

Sharper: “Marina has been going off about how she’s facing all of these bleached blondes and Regan made her one! Talk about humiliation!”

Knots: “I don’t believe it! I doubt blondes are having more fun for her!”

Regan catches it and she opens it up, showing it to Marina. Marina blinks a few times before looking at the mirror. She then grabs it before looking at Regan and look at the mirror. She throws it down before shoving Regan back and storming off. Trinity just smirks as she watches Marina. Street however recovers, right into the waiting GODWIN who clubs Street over the back of the head with a vicious forearm. GODWIN then easily picks up Street and rolls her inside the squared circle before stepping through the ropes with the bell ringing to begin the match

DING! DING! DING!

Sharper: Bad news for Regan Street as this match begins, GODWIN really giving her a brutal shot to the back of the head.

Knots: Well he had to get her attention somehow. If I didn’t know any better, I’d sware watching her that Regan was supposed to be facing Marina Trent tonight.

Amidst a chorus of boos from the fans along the aisle, Trent returns to the back, while GODWIN continues his assault on Street, stomping her while she is down on the mat. Then bringing Street to her feet, GODWIN sends her for the ride with Irish whip and on the rebound puts her down with authority, connecting on a shoulder block. Trying to get this one over early, GODWIN gets the lateral press for the cover

1!

2!...No Kickout by Regan Street!

Still having the momentum in his favor, GODWIN scoops Street up and then slams her right back down. Instead of going for a cover again though, GODWIN stalks patiently instead, allowing Street to use more of her own energy to pull herself up in a neutral corner. Then going back on the attack GODWIN whips Street across the ring hard to opposite corner, and as she hits the buckle hard, he looks to follow her in with a running clothesline. The move is telegraphed the and Street is ready ducking out of the way and GODWIN hits the buckles chest first himself. As he staggers backward out of the corner, Street grabs him by the hair and begins to ram his head into the top turnbuckle again and again. The referee tries to get Street to stop, but will not and continues until the crowd has count to ten before dropping to GODWIN to the canvas.

Sharper: Regan Street taking control perhaps for the first time, but she needs to be careful here too not to get disqualified for ignoring the directions of the referee.

Knots: I guess that just goes to show that Regan likes to live on the edge, and I don’t mean by just taking two Geritol instead of one like you did this morning Sharper.

Street gets a stern admonishment from the referee that she does not listen to at all as she pushes her way through it, then dropping three lightning fast leg drops right across the throat of GODWIN before making a cover

1!

2!...No Kickout by GODWIN!

Keeping the pedal to the metal, Street quickly helps GODWIN back to his feet after the near fall, and following an Irish whip nails him with a spinning heel kick on the chin. Street tries to make a cover again, but the force of the kick causes GODWIN to roll all of the way outside to where he tries to collect himself on the floor. Street does not give him that opportunity though, taking the fight right to her larger opponent again nailing a baseball slide dropkick to the face on the outside. Yanking GODWIN up by his hair right after that, Street rams him face first into the announce table causing a commotion as his security surrounds Jonathan Knots

Sharper: She’s on fire right now, and Regan Street isn’t barely giving GODWIN a moment to breath let alone recover.

Knots: She almost took me out! I am telling you there was no need for that, and things like that are the reason why I have to have security!

Still having hold of GODWIN’s head Street screams at Knots calling him a baby before turning around and ramming GODWIN head first into the ring post, showing her viscious side before rolling him back in under the ropes. Once back into the ring herself, Street drives the point of her right elbow into GODWIN’s chest before dropping down and making another cover

1!

2!...No GODWIN gets a foot on the ropes!

Rather than keeping the pace up, this time after getting only a two Street shoots a glare at the referee, but then elects to keep things on the mat, flowing easily into a side headlock as she tries to wear the big man down. After almost a minute though where the hold gets suspiciously close to a choke a couple of times, GODWIN’s power comes into play here though, as he fight his way back to his feet and with a couple of elbows to her stomach, loosens Street’s grip just enough to allow him to gain control and execute a back suplex that leaves both wrestlers down looking up at the lights while the fans cheer and the referee starts to count both down.

Sharper: This one is up for grabs at this point folks as neither Regan or GODWIN as moving much after that thunderous back suplex in the middle of the ring.

Knots: Everything GODWIN does hurts and Regan deserves to be hurt after the way she tries to attack me unprovoked!

The referee gets to a count of four before Godwin sits up and slowly stirs. He pulls himself up as Regan slowly stirs too. Godwin then walks over and grabs Regan and smiles before hoisting her up for the Agony Avenue, but he overlifts Regan, causing her to get to his shoulder before then managing to slide down behind him. Godwin turns around and Regan kicks him in the ribs before spiking him with the Catnap. The crowd ohs and Regan rolls him over and goes for the pin.

The crowd roars and Regan rolls off. She stirs as Godwin remains down. Regan then smiles a bit as she has her arm raised.

Knots: “Talk about a hell of a night. Humiliate the Swan and then beat that monster!”

Sharper: “Marina has to be losing it backstage. Regan Street meanwhile has to love what she accomplished. She bounces back nicely from her loss at Apocalypse!”

Regan pulls herself up and goes to the corner and celebrates in the corner, holding her arms in the air. She just looks around as the camera focuses on her before we go backstage.

“Rescue Me” starts to play in the background as the Breakdown logo comes up on the screen. We then see the Under Attack logo and a shot of the World Champion, Syren up on the screen.

Sharper: “Plenty still to come here on Breakdown, including, the announcement for who will face Syren for the interim World Championship at Under Attack.”

Knots: “Hopefully Shilo doesn’t make an appearance.”

Sharper: “Marina says it wasn’t him. Who knows? Someone playing games, but regardless, we’re going to find out who else may be going after Syren come Under Attack. That and much more still to come.”

The scene then fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

The opening riff to "Cochise" hits the PA system and the fans begin to boo. The song eventually kicks into gear. Collin soon emerges from the curtains sporting his new black "Future No More" t-shirt and simply black shorts. Samantha Monroe and Kayla Daniels walk out, but Cole quickly motions for Samantha to walk to the back. Monroe argues with Collin as he cone again motions for her to go to the back. Kayla pushes Monroe slowly to the back as she continues to yell at Collin.

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 an intense look on his face. He looks at the ring, stripped from its ropes, and continues to look at it. Eventually Collin gets to the end of the ramp and he begins to walk around 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 eventually slides into the ring and looks around before asking for the microphone.

Sharper: “We were expecting to see Lucas Knight and Collin Cole do battle tonight, but we’re being told that match has been postponed.”

Knots: “Why? Is Lucas not here?”

Sharper: “That’s the rumour.”

Cole takes the microphone and turns before walking around the ring and smiling.

Cole: “Why…am I not surprised by this? Just days removed from a brutal match, I’ll admit, I’m hurting, I’m still sore…and Lucas Knight can’t even be bothered to join me here for this match. It’s been postponed. It’s not happening. Lucas Knight versus Collin Cole is not going to happen.”

Cole pauses.

Cole: “What is with all of the fake acts around here? The hypocrisy. We’ve heard for months how Lucas Knight doesn’t want Syren holding that title. He’s even said a few times that he’s better than her. That he should be champion and yet, he can’t even make it here for little old me. Did he take his ball and go home again? Did he wander off and say it’s not all worth it? Did he take his big loss to someone better than him to heart and pull a Christy Matthews and drown his sorrows in Sarah McLaughlin music as his eyes close! Come on Lucas…the Catalyst….of Disappointment if anything. I was ready to go. I was ready to ki-“

Suddenly “ReDefine” by SoiL plays and the crowd roars as the theme just breaks into the main riff as Lucas Knight storms out from the back by himself. The crowd cheers as Collin Cole backs up and places the microphone down as Lucas Knight takes off his shirt and while still in his dress pants, he runs down to the ring and slides in. Monroe exits the ring and he gets up and Collin moves forward for a clothesline, but Lucas just runs him over with a clothesline of his own. The crowd roars.

Sharper: “Lucas Knight is here! I don’t know why this was postponed, but we’re getting this anyways!”

Knots: “Get a ref out here. Get him off. This is an unnecessary assault!”

Sharper: “Unnecessary?! Cole goaded him and now he’s getting an ass-kicking!”

Lucas turns and nails Cole with a hard right. Cole stumbles back and Lucas nails him again and again and again. The crowd roars. Cole covers up and Lucas kicks him in the ribs before nailing him over and over and over again. The crowd roars as Cole covers up. Just then, we see Gable Winchester in the ring. He runs over and grabs Lucas from behind and Lucas can’t do much of anything except roll through as Winchester hits the WIN-Chester and the crowd ohs. Lucas rolls over, holding his neck in pain as Winchester sits up. He rolls over and looks down at Lucas. He then starts to yell at him as Cole rolls to the floor and holds his neck and head. He then starts to make his exit from the ringside area, being joined by Daniels and Monroe. They make their exit as Gable continues to yell at Lucas.

Gable: “I’ve been wanting to plant you for months Lucas! Months! And now…now….perfect time as ever!”

Gable continues to stand over him as the crowd boos. He just smiles as he looks around and Monroe and Daniels walk to the back with Cole.

Suddenly, the camera angle changes to show backstage as we see Ebdon holding his shoulder as he is down on the floor and we see Christy holding her ribs. The crowd boos.

Sharper: “Oh my God! Christy and Ebdon too!”

The camera pans out as Christy stirs and just then a pipe comes down, drilling Christy in the ribs, causing her to roll over, yelling in pain. The crowd boos before the camera pans out further to show Damian Angel standing over her. He just smiles before stomping her in the head. Damian Angel then looks at the camera before grabbing Christy by the head.

Damian: “Thanks for the unintentional assist Gable…but Christy…thank Xander…this is only the beginning. Competition? Respect? Where is he now?”

The crowd boos as Damian Angel then steps away from Christy as Christy winces in pain. Ebdon starts to move himself over, holding his shoulder in pain and slowly checks on Christy. He calls out for help as the scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and the scene opens up at ringside. The crowd buzzes before “Cult of Personality” starts to play throughout the arena. The crowd starts to cheer as the cameras turn to the entrance way. We then see Mr. D walk out from the back. He makes his way down to the ring.

Sharper: “A surprise from earlier tonight. The former owner, the former acting authority and I have a feeling that Mr. D will be seeing some reprimands coming down for appearing here.”

Knots: “What in the world is he doing here? We know Tomlinson is here. Is this because he’s going to finally try and throw Syren under the bus. We know he’s not a fan of her.”

Sharper: “I don’t know. We expected to hear about who will be named the new number one contender to the SCW World Championship tonight. And nothing yet.”

Knots: “No Shilo either. So clearly someone is trying to make us think it’s him. Probably to put Syren in her place. And now Mr. D is here. Come on!”

Mr. D walks over to the steel steps and walks up them and enters the ring. He walks over to the corner and is handed a microphone by Jason Phillips. He takes it before we then see Bob Tomlinson starting to walk his way down to the ring.

Mr. D: “Alright, cut the music.”

The music abruptly cuts as Tomlinson continues to make his way down to the ring.

Mr. D: “I’m going to have to keep this short because I think in about ten seconds, I’m going to have the Board of Directors having an issue with me. The man they are giving the next shot to, I have quite a few reservations about whether they should be rewarded for their actions. Consider this a public protest if you will. This company now has two individuals who have made it clear their anarchist tendencies-“

Tomlinson enters the ring and heads over to Mr. D and goes for the microphone. Mr. D pulls it away. He then looks at Tomlinson. The crowd boos a bit as Mr. D continues to hold the microphone from him. Tomlinson just looks at him and they trade some words before suddenly “Groupie” by Cassie Steele starts to play throughout the arena. The crowd boos more and we then see Syren walk out from the back, holding the interim World Championship and her World Tag Team Championship belt. Ravyn Taylor walks out with her and the two start to make their way down the rampway. Mr. D just looks at them as he just shakes his head before turning and handing the microphone to Tomlinson.

Sharper: “Here comes the interim World Champion, Syren.”

Knots: “Probably to give Mr. D an earful. An insult like that. Anarchists? Please!”

Sharper: “And I think Mr. D has just decided to forego his protest here. This is just odd. I’ve never seen someone so strongly position themselves like this.”

Mr. D turns and exits the ring as Syren and Ravyn walk over to the ring and climb the stair. Ravyn enters the ring as Syren snaps at Mr. D. Mr. D just ignores her as he then starts to walk along the side of the rampway and on the floor to the back. The crowd boos as Syren turns and goes over to Tomlinson and shakes her head. Tomlinson then hands her the microphone before turning and going to the corner and asking for another one. Her music fades out as Tomlinson is handed a second microphone. He turns around and Syren just looks back and shakes her head.

Syren: “First off, before you go on and tell me who my next challenge is going to be, I think I need to say something about Mr. Douche over there.”

Mr. D disappears to the back as Syren continues.

Syren: “I don’t know how the hell he gets off saying we’re horrible people when we didn’t screw anyone out of a title. We didn’t hold anyone back. We just did what we were paid to do…win matches and be totally awesome. So Mr. Douche, go back to Canada and whine and bitch and be totally jealous up there in your igloo. Because well, whether you like it or not, finally some people are running this company as it should be, fairly. And THAT is why I’m champion. I finally got the shot I deserved and I don’t plan on giving it up easily.”

Tomlinson: “Thank you for that Syren and I apologize for the comments of my colleague on the Board of Directors.”

Tomlinson pauses, clearing his throat.

Tomlinson: “In the effort to avoid any more blow-ups and unnecessary interruptions, I’m going to simply come right out and say it. The Board of Director has been thinking long and hard about who will next challenge you Syren. We know you have your Tag Title defense next Breakdown, in just under two weeks, but as a champion, you are expected to defend the title whenever a suitable challenger has been found.”

Tomlinson pauses as Syren just sighs.

Syren: “Get on with it. Who am I going to show how awesome I am against? Jake Starr? David Helms?”

Tomlinson: “Neither.”

Syren looks a bit confused.

Tomlinson: “We’ve thought long and hard and the fact is that this individual has beaten some of the top talent in SCW in his meteoric rise in the past year. He’s done some questionable things, but we cannot undermine his accomplishments in the ring regardless. While my colleague may have some issues and a few others raised concerns, the Board voted to give this man his title shot.”

Syren can be heard saying “Who is it?” without the microphone to help project her voice.

Tomlinson: “Your challenger at Under Attack…is going to be Thirteen!”

The crowd roars before starting to boo as Syren looks shocked. Ravyn just smirks as “Hell” by Disturbed starts to play throughout the arena. The cameras turn to the entrance way and after a few moments, we then see Thirteen walk out from the back. He just looks down at Syren as Syren just turns to him and smiles. Tomlinson exits the ring and starts to walk towards the back, taking the same path Mr. D took, walking alongside the side of the rampway before walking towards the back curtain. Thirteen and Syren continues to just stare each other down.

Sharper: “Thirteen! The former Adrenaline Champion, he’s going to face Syren at Under Attack!”

Knots: “Oh my God! Hallelujah! Two people that have deserved this spotlight for a while, they’re going at it!”

Sharper: “That’s why Mr. D was so angry. The history with regards to his daughter, with him. And now, just three months from his removal as acting authority, two of his most disliked roster members are competing for the interim World Championship!”

Thirteen and Syren continue to just look at each other as Ravyn can be seen smiling over Syren’s shoulder. Thirteen smiles as Syren looks at her interim World Championship. We then suddenly cut backstage to see Christian Savior being held back in the locker room area. He can be seen just yelling at them as the officials keep trying to hold him back. The scene in the arena continues without either party knowing of Savior’s reaction.

Knots: “There’s an unhappy guy.”

Sharper: “Do you blame him? There’s a lot of unfinished business between Savior and Thirteen!”

Just then, the scene changes again and we see Jake Starr walking backstage, Adrenaline Championship, over his shoulder. He can be seen storming down the hallway as Tomlinson walks through one of the curtains. Starr then storms over to him.

Starr: “What in the hell is that crap out there?!”

Tomlinson stops, gulping a bit as he looks up at Starr.

Starr: “Don’t make me have to find a steel chair to shove up your ass so you can sit down and actually give me ONE good reason that Thirteen is challenging. The guy I beat at Rise to Greatness is getting a shot BEFORE me. You know, the guy I beat for THIS title-“

Tomlinson: “Jake…”

Starr: “What?”

Tomlinson: “That title is why you’re not competing for the World Championship.”

Starr: “Now you’re going to start making some double standards. You know…”

Starr turns away for a moment before smiling.

Starr: “Maybe I’ll just go right now and remind you how I solve these types of problems.”

Starr goes to turn and Tomlinson yells out to him.

Tomlinson: “Jake! It’s not that you can’t hold two titles….it’s that everyone wants to kick your ass. The reason you’re not facing Syren or in the World Title hunt…at Under Attack, you’re defending your Adrenaline Championship in the Chamber Match.”

Starr just stops and looks a bit stunned before then slowly starting to smile. Tomlinson just walks off, seeing his chance, as Jake Starr chuckles a bit.

Sharper: “Oh my God! The Adrenaline Championship to be defended in the Chamber match?!”

Knots: “Good! Someone can own him when he can’t get his pathetic little hands on a steel chair!”

Sharper: “Thirteen and Syren for the World Title. Adrenaline Championship on the line in the Chamber Match. Under Attack is gonna be huge!”

The camera cuts back to the ring where Syren can be seen posing with her World Championship as Thirteen just scoffs before walking off and the scene fades to black…

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