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April 6th, 2025
Charlotte, NC
Off Camera
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This week Clyde Sutter is set to defend his newly won SCW Television Championship for the first time, and his first opponent will be Chris Lawler. Sutter sees the poetic irony in this match and truly feels that Fate itself has brought these two together. Both have had their fair share of ups and downs in SCW, despite one of them being an SCW veteran and the other being a relative newcomer. Both of them need to continue to gain momentum and that necessity makes them dangerous. The Assassin looks forward to this challenge, the first of what hopefully will be many challenges in the future, because Sutter does not want to lose this championship anytime soon. After all, he won it for his beloved. He won it for Melinda Braddock. He does not want to let her down. But before The Assassin makes the trip to Newark, New Jersey for Breakdown and his Television Title defense, he has one other very important challenge he feels that he must take care of first, and that brings him to Charlotte, North Carolina and the home of his mother, Autumn Van Stanton. The Assassin has never had much of a family life. He never knew his father except through wild stories and rumors of him and the crazy criminal acts he perpetrated. His mother, once infatuated with him, left his father and is responsible for Clyde escaping his father’s grip. It took a long time to find his mother, even longer to form a bond with her, but he is thankful that he does have her, at least one other person besides Melinda Braddock who he feels he can trust. But The Assassin has another family member that is causing problems; his sister, Lilith Sutter. She has seemingly followed in their father’s criminal footsteps and his hell bent on dragging Clyde with her. She wants to do this by manipulating him into losing control, losing his temper, and going on a full on rage. The Assassin knows full well what he is capable of when he loses control and it frightens him. He is afraid of losing everything he has worked hard to win back; his wrestling career and, more importantly, Melinda Braddock. Sutter’s therapist, however, suggests that he might need a father figure in his life in order to keep his anger and rage issues at bay. Melinda agrees and, for her sake, Clyde is willing to give it a shot. This is what brings Sutter here to Charlotte…hoping that Autumn’s husband, Henry, could potentially fill that role. He is married to Clyde’s mother, after all. The only problem for Sutter is that he has had a bad experience with the Van Stanton family, specifically Henry’s brother Mason Van Stanton, the crooked con artist who once served as his agent.
Clyde Sutter approaches the front door of the Van Stanton modern two story home in a quaint, friendly neighborhood in Charlotte, North Carolina. The Assassin is dressed in a rugged, form-fitting ensemble that emphasizes his muscular physique. He wears a tight black tank top that clings to his broad chest and well-defined arms, showcasing his tattoos and heavily built upper body. His arms rest confidently on his hips, further highlighting his strength and assertive posture. He pairs the tank top with light blue, slim-fit jeans that hug his legs, tapering down toward his boots and enhancing the impression of a solid, powerful frame. His long hair is slicked back, and he sports dark sunglasses along with a prominent mustache, giving him a tough, no-nonsense look that suggests he’s ready for confrontation or action at any moment. But the only confrontation he is concerned with at the moment is the one he is about to have with Henry Van Stanton. Sutter pauses for a moment before finally knocking. He waits for what feels like an eternity to him but, in reality, is only just a few moments. He can hear shuffling from inside. He braces himself as he hears the door unlocking. The door opens up and who he is isn’t who he expected. He expected Henry. Clyde sees Autumn Van Stanton standing there before him; Clyde’s mother.
“Clyde?” Autumn says, confused at first but her look of confusion quickly gives way to a very bright and cheerful smile. She leans in and gives him a big hug. “I thought you would be in New Jersey! Don’t you have a match?”
“Against Mr. Lawler, yes.” Clyde nods his head. Love and affection are not exactly his strong suit but he does return the hug. “I will be traveling to New Jersey shortly, mother. But I wanted to stop by here first.”
“It is a surprise but I am never going to turn down time with my son.” Autumn says as she leads Clyde inside. “Come in.” They step inside and Autumn shuts the door behind her. “You know you are always welcome here. You could have called.”
“I know.” He smirks. “But I wanted to make sure Henry would be here.”
“Henry?” Autumn furrows her brow out of confusion. “What do you want to see him for?”
“Call it personal reasons.” Sutter remarks stoically. “Is he here?”
“Uh, yes, he’s downstairs in the basement working out.” She points down the hall. “Do you remember where it is?”
“I do.”
With that, Sutter strides through the hall of the Van Stanton home, his heavy boots thudding against the polished hardwood floor with each step. The hallway is bright, lit by recessed lighting and framed by clean white walls and minimalist décor, but Clyde cuts a stark contrast. He can feel his mother’s eyes on him, watching him closely. Clyde and Henry are on better, friendlier terms but even Autumn knows that Clyde isn’t fully ready to trust him just yet. She isn’t sure what this is about. Clyde alone knows and even he questions the logic behind this. He is doing this because his therapist, and his girlfriend, tell him its a good idea.
Reaching the staircase, he descends into the basement with the same steady, deliberate gait. The basement opens into a private workout area that’s all grit and discipline; concrete floors, exposed brick walls, and a wide array of weights, racks, and punching bags. A faint smell of iron and sweat lingers in the air. He notices a man wearing a white t-shirt and navy blue workout shorts attacking the punching bag ruthlessly.
“Henry…” Clyde calls out. This briefly startles Van Stanton. He turns to face Clyde and, much like Autumn, he is surprised to see The Assassin has stopped in for a visit.
“Oh…Clyde…” he chuckles softly, with a hint of nervousness contained in the laughter “...I wasn’t expecting you.”
“That was the idea.” Clyde remarks. “If I had announced my intention to stop in for a visit, I imagine you would have found a reason not to be here.”
“Now that’s not true.” Henry remarks as he walks over to a nearby bench and picks up a towel to wipe the sweat from his face. Sutter chuckles.
“Henry, I know that you and I are on more…positive terms now. But we can be on an even more positive level of understanding if we are honest with one another. So tell me, you would have tried to avoid me, wouldn’t you?”
“You do have a reputation, Clyde.” Henry points out.
“That’s fair.” The Assassin nods his head. “That reputation is one I am working on repairing.”
“Good on you. But just because you have a bad reputation doesn’t mean I will avoid you. I can have some reservations about you but that doesn’t mean I will avoid you.”
“Also fair.”
Henry tosses the towel to the side. He sits down on the bench and motions for Clyde to come over and sit down next to him. The Assassin walks over and sits down next to Van Stanton that same bench. Henry sighs deeply.
“I am also not ignorant.”
“I never said you were.” Sutter remarks.
“What I mean is that I know why you are here.” Henry states. “You’re here because of Mason.”
“So you heard?”
“I promise I had no idea he was working with your sister.” Henry shrugs his shoulders. “Unfortunately it doesn’t surprise me. Mason is not exactly good people. I apologize.”
“You have no need to apologize.” Clyde shakes his head. “You are not your brother’s keeper.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask but…do you plan to retaliate?”
“No, that pat of my life is long gone. I am a firm believer in second chances, especially now that I have received a second chance of my own…a second chance at a wrestling career, a second chance with Melinda, a second chance to be accepted by her family…” his voice trails off as he looks deep into Henry’s eyes “...and maybe even be accepted into my mother’s family.”
The meaning behind Sutter’s words begin to sink into Henry Van Stanton and his eyes grow wide with shock and surprise. This was definitely not what he was expecting. He takes some time to compose himself.
“What are you saying?”
“For a long time I had a problem with the Van Stanton family but it was my fault. I judged all of you based on my experience with Mason. But you are not your brother. You are a good man who has treated my mother well.”
“Well I…uh…” Henry is still surprised he is hearing this from Sutter “...I appreciate you saying those kind words.”
“I mean every word. My mother, even though I have not known her long, is special to me. You are her husband which makes you like a father figure to me,” those words, the same words the therapist used, are still difficult for Clyde “even though you are not my blood.”
“Sometimes our blood relatives are not always the best of people.” Henry says quietly. Clyde nods his head in agreement.
“I understand that now more than ever before. I already knew my father was an awful human being with how he treated people, how he used them and abused them. And now my own sister is proving that she isn’t much better than he was even though she has the gall to claim that she is.” The Assassin shakes his head to compose himself again. He turns to look back into the eyes of Van Stanton. “I wouldn’t…object to you filling that void.”
“Clyde…” Henry grins “...say no more. You are always welcome in this house and under this roof.”
Clyde Sutter accepts Henry’s extended hand. The handshake is symbolic of a new bond between these two. The Assassin still has his doubt but this was a positive step forward. He also has to acknowledge that this is necessary. Henry is married to Clyde’s mother, he will have to have some sort of relationship with Henry Van Stanton. And then there is always the looming threat of Lilith Sutter, Clyde’s sister who seems determined to tear him away from his support system, to isolate him so that she can have The Assassin all to herself. Having Henry Van Stanton as part of his support system will, hopefully, provide more protection against Lilith’s conniving plans.
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April 10th, 2025
Newark, New Jersey
On Camera
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The camera begins to roll. We open outside in Newark, New Jersey, the city that will play host to SCW Breakdown. Immediately we are met by the imposing and intimidating figure of “The Assassin” Clyde Sutter and his lovely girlfriend Melinda Braddock. Clyde stands confidently on the left, wearing a rugged black leather jacket that features red diamond patterns on the right sleeve, adding a touch of flair and menace. Underneath, he sports a white shirt that adds contrast to the dark outerwear, and he completes his look with dark pants and black boots. His long black hair flows freely to past the shoulders. His posture and smirk give him the air of someone who thrives on intensity and control. Beside him is his striking girlfriend, Melinda Braddock, exuding fierce glamour. She wears a black, high-shine latex bodysuit that hugs her form and emphasizes her commanding presence. The outfit features structured shoulder straps and garter-style attachments that run down her thighs, adding a provocative edge. Draped over her shoulders is a luxurious, bold red fur coat that flows dramatically, enhancing her aura of power and decadence. She is carrying the SCW Television Championship title belt.
“It’s funny, isn’t it? We told the entire world that Fate had destined for this to happen. Adam Brock laughed at us for being delusional. Ryan Lecavalier thought we were insane. CHBK even thought he was being sneaky and smart by putting obstacles in the way of fate, and obstacle in the form of a ladder match, hoping it would stop Clyde from achieving fate.” Melinda Braddock pats the Television Title belt that she proudly carries. “Yet here we stand with the championship in our possession. Adam Brock is no longer laughing. Ryan Lecavalier? She is probably laid up next to Brock in that same hospital bed my man Clyde put them both. And CHBK has egg on his face. He booked this match, he put both Brock AND Lecavalier in this situation. He should have known that Fate had plans for the SCW Television Title, he should have known that nothing he could do could stop Fate. His futile attempt to put an obstacle, the physical obstacle of a ladder, in the way of Clyde Sutter and the Television Title only served to damage two SCW stars while my man Clyde…” she gazes lovingly up at him and then turns back to face the camera, smirking “...Clyde ascended to greatness. It could have been easier, CHBK. Had you just given Clyde the one on one rematch he deserved, Brock and Ryan wouldn’t have been left in ruin and you wouldn’t have been humiliated. Yet you had to try and fight Fate. Now here we are.”
“We do not choose our fate, we can only choose if we accept it. Fate will take us where it will, whether we will it or not.” Clyde Sutter chuckles knowingly. “It was FATE that Ms. Lecavalier would lose the championship to me. Mr. Brock thought he could change his Fate but he learned the hard way that no one, and I mean NO ONE, can fight Fate. You can accept Fate, move along with Fate, or you will be dragged kicking and screaming into the grand design. Fate’s will be done. Mr. Brock and Ms. Lecavalier both learned that lesson last week. Fate had destined me to be Television Champion and now it has come to pass. Now Fate has gifted Mr. Lawler with what he perceives an opportunity to regain relevance by taking this championship away from us.” The Assassin shakes his head.
“Make no mistake about it, Mr. Lawler, I take pride in my work. And contrary to your views of me, my work has absolutely nothing to do with bragging rights or fame. I care not for those materialistic things. Do I want to be ‘the man’? No, that matters not to me. I am but merely an Assassin, enforcing the will of Fate. Fate has rewarded me for my work by giving me this Television Championship. And you speak of legacy, Mr. Lawler? You do not control your legacy, I do not control my legacy. Fate is in control of legacy. Those who accept this will have an easier, smoother, and more successful path simply by being on the right side of history, FATE’S side. But you, like so many others in Supreme Championship Wrestling, falsely believe that you can control your Fate. You believe that you can fight and claw your way through this cutthroat industry and change your legacy to fit your image. Mr. Brock thought like you did. Ms. Lecavalier thought like you did. Both are finished. Both are done for. Both fell at my feet.” He sneers nastily.
“You are no different from them. You have fooled yourself into believing in the false narrative that you can control your fate. But unlike the others you seem more fired up and determined than the rest to change your fate. I can hear it in your voice, I can hear the determination in your voice. You want to turn your career around and give your peers, your friends, your family something to be proud of. You want to be proud of what you have accomplished. Unfortunately, Mr. Lawler, Fate has other plans for you. I am not sure if you have been paying attention to your own career since returning to SCW, but I have and I have observed how it has been nothing but ups and downs, a roller coaster ride of a few small highs and many…oh so many…dips, with no climax.” Sutter snickers. Melinda grins and lets out a laugh.
“You have yet to reach that height you speak of, the championship victory, and yet you believe that your salvation will come in Newark, New Jersey at my expense? You believe that finally, after such a long suffering disappointment of a second SCW run, that you can win gold and that is to be your ‘great achievement’...”
“It’s sad, really.” Melinda says, shaking her head. “He has achieved so much in SCW. But now he is settling for the Television Title? He demeans my man’s achievement, speaks as if Clyde has done next to nothing of note, and yet you speak as if beating him will be your great comeback moment, your retribution, your Rise To Greatness moment.” Melinda laughs nastily.
“Listen to me and listen good, Mr. Lawler. I do know about loss and heartache. This isn’t my first run in SCW, either. I nearly squandered my career and my familial relationships due to mistakes I have made. But Fate led me to salvation. Fate rescued me from obscurity. Fate gave me the strength to fight back and get to where I am today…a champion in Supreme Championship Wrestling. You want to paint a picture of us being different but we are a lot more alike than you would ever want to believe. What does make us different is that I have accepted the fact that Fate is in control of my career and I know that Fate is on my side. But you, like so many others, believe that you control your own destiny, you control your own fate, that you control the direction of your own career. That kind of belief gives you false hope and that false hope leads to more disappointment and more regret. On Breakdown you will bring your false hope to the ring and I will throw it back at your face as I end your pathetic dreams. When you recover, when you wake up, will you be forced to bathe in your disappointment and regret. You will be forced to go back to the drawing board and try to figure out what went wrong…” The Assassin shakes his head “...I am telling you right now that your problem is that Fate is not on your side and that your Fate is sealed.”
Melinda Braddock kisses Sutter. The Assassin then takes her arm and walks with her, arm in arm, off screen as the camera fades to black.
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April 6th, 2025
Charlotte, NC
Off Camera
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This week Clyde Sutter is set to defend his newly won SCW Television Championship for the first time, and his first opponent will be Chris Lawler. Sutter sees the poetic irony in this match and truly feels that Fate itself has brought these two together. Both have had their fair share of ups and downs in SCW, despite one of them being an SCW veteran and the other being a relative newcomer. Both of them need to continue to gain momentum and that necessity makes them dangerous. The Assassin looks forward to this challenge, the first of what hopefully will be many challenges in the future, because Sutter does not want to lose this championship anytime soon. After all, he won it for his beloved. He won it for Melinda Braddock. He does not want to let her down. But before The Assassin makes the trip to Newark, New Jersey for Breakdown and his Television Title defense, he has one other very important challenge he feels that he must take care of first, and that brings him to Charlotte, North Carolina and the home of his mother, Autumn Van Stanton. The Assassin has never had much of a family life. He never knew his father except through wild stories and rumors of him and the crazy criminal acts he perpetrated. His mother, once infatuated with him, left his father and is responsible for Clyde escaping his father’s grip. It took a long time to find his mother, even longer to form a bond with her, but he is thankful that he does have her, at least one other person besides Melinda Braddock who he feels he can trust. But The Assassin has another family member that is causing problems; his sister, Lilith Sutter. She has seemingly followed in their father’s criminal footsteps and his hell bent on dragging Clyde with her. She wants to do this by manipulating him into losing control, losing his temper, and going on a full on rage. The Assassin knows full well what he is capable of when he loses control and it frightens him. He is afraid of losing everything he has worked hard to win back; his wrestling career and, more importantly, Melinda Braddock. Sutter’s therapist, however, suggests that he might need a father figure in his life in order to keep his anger and rage issues at bay. Melinda agrees and, for her sake, Clyde is willing to give it a shot. This is what brings Sutter here to Charlotte…hoping that Autumn’s husband, Henry, could potentially fill that role. He is married to Clyde’s mother, after all. The only problem for Sutter is that he has had a bad experience with the Van Stanton family, specifically Henry’s brother Mason Van Stanton, the crooked con artist who once served as his agent.
Clyde Sutter approaches the front door of the Van Stanton modern two story home in a quaint, friendly neighborhood in Charlotte, North Carolina. The Assassin is dressed in a rugged, form-fitting ensemble that emphasizes his muscular physique. He wears a tight black tank top that clings to his broad chest and well-defined arms, showcasing his tattoos and heavily built upper body. His arms rest confidently on his hips, further highlighting his strength and assertive posture. He pairs the tank top with light blue, slim-fit jeans that hug his legs, tapering down toward his boots and enhancing the impression of a solid, powerful frame. His long hair is slicked back, and he sports dark sunglasses along with a prominent mustache, giving him a tough, no-nonsense look that suggests he’s ready for confrontation or action at any moment. But the only confrontation he is concerned with at the moment is the one he is about to have with Henry Van Stanton. Sutter pauses for a moment before finally knocking. He waits for what feels like an eternity to him but, in reality, is only just a few moments. He can hear shuffling from inside. He braces himself as he hears the door unlocking. The door opens up and who he is isn’t who he expected. He expected Henry. Clyde sees Autumn Van Stanton standing there before him; Clyde’s mother.
“Clyde?” Autumn says, confused at first but her look of confusion quickly gives way to a very bright and cheerful smile. She leans in and gives him a big hug. “I thought you would be in New Jersey! Don’t you have a match?”
“Against Mr. Lawler, yes.” Clyde nods his head. Love and affection are not exactly his strong suit but he does return the hug. “I will be traveling to New Jersey shortly, mother. But I wanted to stop by here first.”
“It is a surprise but I am never going to turn down time with my son.” Autumn says as she leads Clyde inside. “Come in.” They step inside and Autumn shuts the door behind her. “You know you are always welcome here. You could have called.”
“I know.” He smirks. “But I wanted to make sure Henry would be here.”
“Henry?” Autumn furrows her brow out of confusion. “What do you want to see him for?”
“Call it personal reasons.” Sutter remarks stoically. “Is he here?”
“Uh, yes, he’s downstairs in the basement working out.” She points down the hall. “Do you remember where it is?”
“I do.”
With that, Sutter strides through the hall of the Van Stanton home, his heavy boots thudding against the polished hardwood floor with each step. The hallway is bright, lit by recessed lighting and framed by clean white walls and minimalist décor, but Clyde cuts a stark contrast. He can feel his mother’s eyes on him, watching him closely. Clyde and Henry are on better, friendlier terms but even Autumn knows that Clyde isn’t fully ready to trust him just yet. She isn’t sure what this is about. Clyde alone knows and even he questions the logic behind this. He is doing this because his therapist, and his girlfriend, tell him its a good idea.
Reaching the staircase, he descends into the basement with the same steady, deliberate gait. The basement opens into a private workout area that’s all grit and discipline; concrete floors, exposed brick walls, and a wide array of weights, racks, and punching bags. A faint smell of iron and sweat lingers in the air. He notices a man wearing a white t-shirt and navy blue workout shorts attacking the punching bag ruthlessly.
“Henry…” Clyde calls out. This briefly startles Van Stanton. He turns to face Clyde and, much like Autumn, he is surprised to see The Assassin has stopped in for a visit.
“Oh…Clyde…” he chuckles softly, with a hint of nervousness contained in the laughter “...I wasn’t expecting you.”
“That was the idea.” Clyde remarks. “If I had announced my intention to stop in for a visit, I imagine you would have found a reason not to be here.”
“Now that’s not true.” Henry remarks as he walks over to a nearby bench and picks up a towel to wipe the sweat from his face. Sutter chuckles.
“Henry, I know that you and I are on more…positive terms now. But we can be on an even more positive level of understanding if we are honest with one another. So tell me, you would have tried to avoid me, wouldn’t you?”
“You do have a reputation, Clyde.” Henry points out.
“That’s fair.” The Assassin nods his head. “That reputation is one I am working on repairing.”
“Good on you. But just because you have a bad reputation doesn’t mean I will avoid you. I can have some reservations about you but that doesn’t mean I will avoid you.”
“Also fair.”
Henry tosses the towel to the side. He sits down on the bench and motions for Clyde to come over and sit down next to him. The Assassin walks over and sits down next to Van Stanton that same bench. Henry sighs deeply.
“I am also not ignorant.”
“I never said you were.” Sutter remarks.
“What I mean is that I know why you are here.” Henry states. “You’re here because of Mason.”
“So you heard?”
“I promise I had no idea he was working with your sister.” Henry shrugs his shoulders. “Unfortunately it doesn’t surprise me. Mason is not exactly good people. I apologize.”
“You have no need to apologize.” Clyde shakes his head. “You are not your brother’s keeper.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask but…do you plan to retaliate?”
“No, that pat of my life is long gone. I am a firm believer in second chances, especially now that I have received a second chance of my own…a second chance at a wrestling career, a second chance with Melinda, a second chance to be accepted by her family…” his voice trails off as he looks deep into Henry’s eyes “...and maybe even be accepted into my mother’s family.”
The meaning behind Sutter’s words begin to sink into Henry Van Stanton and his eyes grow wide with shock and surprise. This was definitely not what he was expecting. He takes some time to compose himself.
“What are you saying?”
“For a long time I had a problem with the Van Stanton family but it was my fault. I judged all of you based on my experience with Mason. But you are not your brother. You are a good man who has treated my mother well.”
“Well I…uh…” Henry is still surprised he is hearing this from Sutter “...I appreciate you saying those kind words.”
“I mean every word. My mother, even though I have not known her long, is special to me. You are her husband which makes you like a father figure to me,” those words, the same words the therapist used, are still difficult for Clyde “even though you are not my blood.”
“Sometimes our blood relatives are not always the best of people.” Henry says quietly. Clyde nods his head in agreement.
“I understand that now more than ever before. I already knew my father was an awful human being with how he treated people, how he used them and abused them. And now my own sister is proving that she isn’t much better than he was even though she has the gall to claim that she is.” The Assassin shakes his head to compose himself again. He turns to look back into the eyes of Van Stanton. “I wouldn’t…object to you filling that void.”
“Clyde…” Henry grins “...say no more. You are always welcome in this house and under this roof.”
Clyde Sutter accepts Henry’s extended hand. The handshake is symbolic of a new bond between these two. The Assassin still has his doubt but this was a positive step forward. He also has to acknowledge that this is necessary. Henry is married to Clyde’s mother, he will have to have some sort of relationship with Henry Van Stanton. And then there is always the looming threat of Lilith Sutter, Clyde’s sister who seems determined to tear him away from his support system, to isolate him so that she can have The Assassin all to herself. Having Henry Van Stanton as part of his support system will, hopefully, provide more protection against Lilith’s conniving plans.
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April 10th, 2025
Newark, New Jersey
On Camera
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The camera begins to roll. We open outside in Newark, New Jersey, the city that will play host to SCW Breakdown. Immediately we are met by the imposing and intimidating figure of “The Assassin” Clyde Sutter and his lovely girlfriend Melinda Braddock. Clyde stands confidently on the left, wearing a rugged black leather jacket that features red diamond patterns on the right sleeve, adding a touch of flair and menace. Underneath, he sports a white shirt that adds contrast to the dark outerwear, and he completes his look with dark pants and black boots. His long black hair flows freely to past the shoulders. His posture and smirk give him the air of someone who thrives on intensity and control. Beside him is his striking girlfriend, Melinda Braddock, exuding fierce glamour. She wears a black, high-shine latex bodysuit that hugs her form and emphasizes her commanding presence. The outfit features structured shoulder straps and garter-style attachments that run down her thighs, adding a provocative edge. Draped over her shoulders is a luxurious, bold red fur coat that flows dramatically, enhancing her aura of power and decadence. She is carrying the SCW Television Championship title belt.
“It’s funny, isn’t it? We told the entire world that Fate had destined for this to happen. Adam Brock laughed at us for being delusional. Ryan Lecavalier thought we were insane. CHBK even thought he was being sneaky and smart by putting obstacles in the way of fate, and obstacle in the form of a ladder match, hoping it would stop Clyde from achieving fate.” Melinda Braddock pats the Television Title belt that she proudly carries. “Yet here we stand with the championship in our possession. Adam Brock is no longer laughing. Ryan Lecavalier? She is probably laid up next to Brock in that same hospital bed my man Clyde put them both. And CHBK has egg on his face. He booked this match, he put both Brock AND Lecavalier in this situation. He should have known that Fate had plans for the SCW Television Title, he should have known that nothing he could do could stop Fate. His futile attempt to put an obstacle, the physical obstacle of a ladder, in the way of Clyde Sutter and the Television Title only served to damage two SCW stars while my man Clyde…” she gazes lovingly up at him and then turns back to face the camera, smirking “...Clyde ascended to greatness. It could have been easier, CHBK. Had you just given Clyde the one on one rematch he deserved, Brock and Ryan wouldn’t have been left in ruin and you wouldn’t have been humiliated. Yet you had to try and fight Fate. Now here we are.”
“We do not choose our fate, we can only choose if we accept it. Fate will take us where it will, whether we will it or not.” Clyde Sutter chuckles knowingly. “It was FATE that Ms. Lecavalier would lose the championship to me. Mr. Brock thought he could change his Fate but he learned the hard way that no one, and I mean NO ONE, can fight Fate. You can accept Fate, move along with Fate, or you will be dragged kicking and screaming into the grand design. Fate’s will be done. Mr. Brock and Ms. Lecavalier both learned that lesson last week. Fate had destined me to be Television Champion and now it has come to pass. Now Fate has gifted Mr. Lawler with what he perceives an opportunity to regain relevance by taking this championship away from us.” The Assassin shakes his head.
“Make no mistake about it, Mr. Lawler, I take pride in my work. And contrary to your views of me, my work has absolutely nothing to do with bragging rights or fame. I care not for those materialistic things. Do I want to be ‘the man’? No, that matters not to me. I am but merely an Assassin, enforcing the will of Fate. Fate has rewarded me for my work by giving me this Television Championship. And you speak of legacy, Mr. Lawler? You do not control your legacy, I do not control my legacy. Fate is in control of legacy. Those who accept this will have an easier, smoother, and more successful path simply by being on the right side of history, FATE’S side. But you, like so many others in Supreme Championship Wrestling, falsely believe that you can control your Fate. You believe that you can fight and claw your way through this cutthroat industry and change your legacy to fit your image. Mr. Brock thought like you did. Ms. Lecavalier thought like you did. Both are finished. Both are done for. Both fell at my feet.” He sneers nastily.
“You are no different from them. You have fooled yourself into believing in the false narrative that you can control your fate. But unlike the others you seem more fired up and determined than the rest to change your fate. I can hear it in your voice, I can hear the determination in your voice. You want to turn your career around and give your peers, your friends, your family something to be proud of. You want to be proud of what you have accomplished. Unfortunately, Mr. Lawler, Fate has other plans for you. I am not sure if you have been paying attention to your own career since returning to SCW, but I have and I have observed how it has been nothing but ups and downs, a roller coaster ride of a few small highs and many…oh so many…dips, with no climax.” Sutter snickers. Melinda grins and lets out a laugh.
“You have yet to reach that height you speak of, the championship victory, and yet you believe that your salvation will come in Newark, New Jersey at my expense? You believe that finally, after such a long suffering disappointment of a second SCW run, that you can win gold and that is to be your ‘great achievement’...”
“It’s sad, really.” Melinda says, shaking her head. “He has achieved so much in SCW. But now he is settling for the Television Title? He demeans my man’s achievement, speaks as if Clyde has done next to nothing of note, and yet you speak as if beating him will be your great comeback moment, your retribution, your Rise To Greatness moment.” Melinda laughs nastily.
“Listen to me and listen good, Mr. Lawler. I do know about loss and heartache. This isn’t my first run in SCW, either. I nearly squandered my career and my familial relationships due to mistakes I have made. But Fate led me to salvation. Fate rescued me from obscurity. Fate gave me the strength to fight back and get to where I am today…a champion in Supreme Championship Wrestling. You want to paint a picture of us being different but we are a lot more alike than you would ever want to believe. What does make us different is that I have accepted the fact that Fate is in control of my career and I know that Fate is on my side. But you, like so many others, believe that you control your own destiny, you control your own fate, that you control the direction of your own career. That kind of belief gives you false hope and that false hope leads to more disappointment and more regret. On Breakdown you will bring your false hope to the ring and I will throw it back at your face as I end your pathetic dreams. When you recover, when you wake up, will you be forced to bathe in your disappointment and regret. You will be forced to go back to the drawing board and try to figure out what went wrong…” The Assassin shakes his head “...I am telling you right now that your problem is that Fate is not on your side and that your Fate is sealed.”
Melinda Braddock kisses Sutter. The Assassin then takes her arm and walks with her, arm in arm, off screen as the camera fades to black.
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Career Achievements
MWE Television Champion 2x
MWE Riot Champion 1x
GCW World Tag Team Champion 1x
SCW Television Champion 1x