The scene opens in pitch black. There is no light. After a few moments there is a crackling sound. The sound is much like the sound of a live electrical wire when it is torn and lying on the ground. Another couple of moments and sparks of electricity start to bring light and life into the space we have been brought to. There is a large wrought iron door. It is shut but it starts to slowly open, loud creaking accompanies the movement as a charred gloved hand now grips the door and further pushes it open. First the hand is the only intruder into this dark and intense space. Then slowly an arm, a shoulder and then a complete man. It is Stalker, but anyone new to him may not recognize him. He is wearing a long black jacket, some sort of big fur thing around the neck area. He is also severely burned, and wearing a steampunk phantom mask. His movements are slow and labored. His breathing wheezes, and at times is somewhat haunting in the way it sounds almost hollow at times. He sweeps the rest of the way into the room and moves to a chair. Taking a seat he nods slightly acknowledging the fact that there is a camera set up in the room.
Stalker: “It doesn’t matter where you go Fathi. Management will always see the draw in a figure as dark, and as disturbing as myself. It would seem that unlike the executives in N.C.W. Neela and the management here in S.C.W. see the benefits and professional advances to keeping a monster like me happy. So when I told them I wanted to face you . . . they practically fell all over themselves to offer not only this match. Not only No Disqualification. They added to the match and made it for a chance to become the number one contender for the North American Championship. So not only do I get to squash you in this match. Not only do I get to severely maim and injure you in this match. I get the supreme opportunity to send a message to the entire S.C.W. lockerroom, and most importantly the S.C.W. North American Champion. I am not someone to be taken lightly. I am not one to be looked upon in any way other than with fear. People exist here because I let them, they will see my devastating abilities and bow down at my feet.
Stalker stands and spreads his arms wide. Slowly the sparking cables begin glowing instead of sparking and two of them even lift from the floor infront of Stalker and illuminate him. His face has twisted into an evil smile, as he looks back towards the camera.
Stalker: “Fans fear the unknown. Fans despise those they cannot figure out, those they cannot find a solution to like a riddle they cannot explain, and when they fear something or someone they try to eliminate it. A group of fans after N.C.W. closed down blamed me. They blamed Apocalypse. They blamed Elysia. A group of them came upon me. A few of them carried gas cans. They used these cans to douse me then the lit me on fire. They feared me, they hated Apocalypse, The Foundation, they even hated you Fathi. Not because you were deserving of their hate. Not in the way I would consider someone deserving of it. No they hated you for simply giving up. They hated you because because you gave them hope. Thug Revolution were supposed to be this group of the people. Thug revolution weren’t supposed to play by any rules. But when it came down to it, Thug Revolution fell apart. You lost one man, Brian Kennedy. Then you brought in Stonewall, and yet you still fell apart. You abandoned the woman you fought so hard to keep away from Apocalypse. Then there was nothing left, Thug Revolution died. And the people lost faith. Soon after you needed to find a new home. But the fans hatred goes back even further than that. It goes all the way back to the first N.C.W. shutdown. Apocalypse was devastating. We were doing as we pleased, shy of killing people. Thug Revolution made the fans think that someone could stop us. But no one could. Then it finally happened. We became the demon we claimed to be. We became the source of fear within the lockerroom. It wasn’t until EVERY SINGLE member of the lockerroom came at us as one that anything changed. Yet Thug Revolution STILL had barely anything to do with it. That is when the fans turned on you. Now this match. You talk about growing up on the streets, you talk about no one really knows the fights you’ve been through, or that this somehow makes you untouchable. Well you weren’t a factor the last time someone came close to bringing Apocalypse down. Tell me why you think now will be any different.”
Stalker walks to the outstretched cables and takes them in his hands. He should be being electrified, but he just grins and stands there.
Stalker: “If I stand impervious to electricity, then what makes you think you can even bring a sweat to my brow? What makes you even think you’re WORTHY of being the one who takes from me the opportunity at the North American Championship? I promise you, your words hold less meaning to me than those of a little child having a tantrum because his Mommy won’t carry him to school.”
The scene fades to snow as we can hear the distinct electrical crackle of the cables still in the hands of Stalker.
The night has arrived! Various Starstruck Championship Wrestling federation’s superstars are seen getting ready to wrestle in their matches. One of the people who’s going to be making his debut on the upcoming show is the man who is known as “Dangerous” Dean Tyler. But, he’s not seen alone. Standing right by his side is his brother/manager: ” Sadistic” Sami. Sami sees a camera crew approaching the duo so he decided to say into the camera with a ice cold look seen seeping through his eyes and smile.
” Sadistic” Sami Tyler: Well hello there, Starstruck Championship Wrestling. My name’s Sami Tyler. You might be interested in why The Tyler Brothers are here, are you pissants? Simple, you trolls! I’m here to manage my brother here..
He’s seen pointing to his brother who’s seen finishing getting ready for his debut match. Sami went onto saying.
Sami: My brother, ” Dangerous” Dean Tyler!! He was at a fed where lately he was treated like shit. So, I’m very thankful that he’s here at SCW. Maybe, he’ll get treated way better. Bro, what are you doing?
The strawberry blonde haired man was heard saying right back to his brother/manager with a sick smile on his face.
“Dangerous” Dean Tyler: Bro, take a chill pill, please!? SCW, the most dangerous man has arrived and that’s ME! Miss Emily Desmond, you, and the damn entire SCW roster will see how dangerous I’m very much capable of being. It really doesn’t matter if you are a troll or a bitch, I have seen it all. I LOVE being dangerous. It keeps me alive in this so much called sane world. Emily, you might try to recapture your status here but you have got to go through me. I’m mad, bad and very dangerous to know. Time for you to bow down to me, you blonde haired little bitch.
The duo was heard evily smiling and laughing at the same time. SCW been be ready or Dean will make them get ready!
The night has arrived! Various Starstruck Championship Wrestling federation’s superstars are seen getting ready to wrestle in their matches. One of the people who’s going to be making his debut on the upcoming show is the man who is known as “Dangerous” Dean Tyler. But, he’s not seen alone. Standing right by his side is his brother/manager: ” Sadistic” Sami. Sami sees a camera crew approaching the duo so he decided to say into the camera with a ice cold look seen seeping through his eyes and smile.
” Sadistic” Sami Tyler: Well hello there, Starstruck Championship Wrestling. My name’s Sami Tyler. You might be interested in why The Tyler Brothers are here, are you pissants? Simple, you trolls! I’m here to manage my brother here..
He’s seen pointing to his brother who’s seen finishing getting ready for his debut match. Sami went onto saying.
Sami: My brother, ” Dangerous” Dean Tyler!! He was at a fed where lately he was treated like shit. So, I’m very thankful that he’s here at SCW. Maybe, he’ll get treated way better. Bro, what are you doing?
The strawberry blonde haired man was heard saying right back to his brother/manager with a sick smile on his face.
“Dangerous” Dean Tyler: Bro, take a chill pill, please!? SCW, the most dangerous man has arrived and that’s ME! Miss Emily Desmond, you, and the damn entire SCW roster will see how dangerous I’m very much capable of being. It really doesn’t matter if you are a troll or a bitch, I have seen it all. I LOVE being dangerous. It keeps me alive in this so much called sane world. Emily, you might try to recapture your status here but you have got to go through me. I’m mad, bad and very dangerous to know. Time for you to bow down to me, you blonde haired little bitch.
The duo was heard evily smiling and laughing at the same time. SCW been be ready or Dean will make them get ready!
As My Name Is Human by Highly Suspect begins to play through the arena, a video montage is shown. Previous SCW stars are briefly shown, followed by current stars. Next, every champion in SCW history was shown, starting with Brian Brewster and Cam Davitt as SCW Tag Team Champions, The Ryders as SCW Tag Team Champions, Cam Davitt and Lynn Brewster as SCW Tag Team Champions, Empire as SCW World Tag Team Champion, DEA as SCW World Tag Team Champions, Jesse Owusu as SCW North American Champion, Lucius Tendonin during his first reign as SCW North American Champion, Stefanos Los Rios as SCW North American Champion, Jacina as SCW North American Champion, Lucius Tendonin during his second reign as SCW North American Champion, Red Dragon as SCW North American Champion, Macy Kane as SCW North American Champion, Paige Lewis as SCW North American Champion, Jessica Tendonin as North American Champion, Rich Anderson as SCW North American Heavyweight Champion, Jessica Tendonin as SCW International Heavyweight Champion, Larissa as SCW International Heavyweight Champion.
Lucius Tendonin as SCW Alternative Champion, Jessica Tendonin in her first reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Priest in his first reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Jessica Tendonin in her second reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Requiem as SCW Alternative Champion, Adatu Urakih as SCW Alternative Champion, Priest in his second reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Emily Desmond as SCW Alternative champion, Neela Shizeguma as SCW World Champion, Brian Kennedy as SCW World Champion, Brian Brewster as SCW World Champion, Paige Lewis as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion in her first reign, Jessica Tendonin as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, and lastly, Paige Lewis as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion in her second reign.
The SCW Commentary Team is shown now, Allie Queen and Wayne Miller.
Wayne: TLC WAS INSANE! If you missed it, you missed some insanity! The main event got changed!
Allie: Larissa somehow defeated Jessica Tendonin, and broke her arm! Let’s get this night started now! I need answers!
The camera finds Emily Desmond warming up before her match as Alzy is talking to her.
Alzy: I’m saying that I …..I’m willing to experience what happen before if we need to.
Emily:We’ll see. One step at a time. Which isn’t it time for your match?
Alzy nods and heads towards the entrance and Emily watches him for a moment before turning back to warming up. That’s when she sees the camera crew. Sean Foster is nowhere to be seen, which makes Emily a bit nervous as she knows that Sean will gently ask those questions that might be hard. But she finally smiles at the young lady holding the mic.
Emily: What can I do for you? Ane who are you?
Cassidy: I’m one of the new people Mr. Walker hired me because there seem to be a lack of people around.
Ok a subtle jab at Sean Foster, who has become Emily’s exclusive reporter backstage (well and her boyfriend).
Emily: Fair enough. Now did you do your history on my match or do I have to explain it to you?
Cassidy: I know its against Larissa, and she beat Jessica at TLC for the International title, and won. She also broke Jessica’s arm. Now knowing all of that do you have any….misgivings about this match?
Emily stops her stretching and looks at Cassidy like “are you kidding me?” Emily straightens up and she is about four inches taller than the newbie. Emily is losing her patience when suddenly a male voice is heard. He comes up, takes her mic, and makes a motion to shoo her away. He looks at Emily who is grateful to see him but also mad because he’s late and she had to put up with that creature.
Sean: Where we’re we?
Emily: She asked me if I had…..how did she put it? Misgivings about my match.
Sean: Ok, your thoughts on that?
Emily: Well it’s simple. People have been saying I need to be afraid of Larissa for that match at TLC, but if you think the fact that this match could turn into a hardcore match real quick doesn’t bother me one bit. Even if it doesn’t I’m still not afraid. If I had been afraid I would still be the Alternative title. So tell Laredo…..Larissa…..whichever one is her name that if she thinks she can scare me, she needs to keep thinking. Plus this match is a regular match, not hardcore in any way. Believe me, I double….triple checked that fact.
Sean: Larissa believes she can beat you.
Emily: Of course! If I was coming off a win as big as hers I would feel the same way. But I’m not letting my guard down. The minute I do that she’ll use it against me, try injuring me, or some other crap.
Sean: I know its something you’ve been waiting.
Emily: Paige;s title? You can put good money of that cause I do want it very, very badly.
Sean: And what do you think about Larissa being in the main event?
Emily: She should be pleased. You know why she’s in it don’t you?
Sean looks at her, definitely perplexed.
Emily: Simple….she’s facing me! She’s facing the best of SCW. l
Sean: Emily technically…..
Emily: Look it up Sean! They have updated the top 5 of SCW and I’M NUMBER ONE!
Emily stops and breathes, knowing if she’s not carefully that she’ll give herself away.
Emily: I’m the top of the company as we speak, and that should say something. I’m not sure who I’ll face at Overdrive 51, but I know this….I need to worry about Overdrive 50. I need to focus on it mostly because then I’ll show Miss Larissa she’s making issues she doesn’t want to start. Tell her I’ll see her in the ring and give her a taste of just who she’s facing.
Sean: There is a chance you could lose to her thought. You barely pulled la win at TLC.[/color[
Emily stares at Sean like he’s lost his mind. He finally realizes what he’s said and he cringes a bit. But Emily proves her composure in this matter.
Emily: I will win this match one way or another. If I have to break Larissa leg, or maybe give her a taste of what she did to Jessica and break an arm. Larisa decided she wanted the beast and then she poked the beast. Well Larissa I hope you’re ready because I’m comin for you. Next time….be careful what you see and be careful who you open your mouth to talk about.[/color[
Emily pushes by the cameraman and away from Sean Foster, leaving him to wonder what she means.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening bout of the evening is scheduled for a single fall, and it is a first round match for the SCW Mega Cup! Introducing first, from London, Ontario, Canada, he is the No Limits Phenomenon, Alzy Hawkshaw!
Raining Blood by Slayer plays as the lights start flashing red. Alzy Hawkshaw walks out onto the stage, and paused before making his way to the ring.
Allie Queen: I expect great things from Alzy again here in the Mega Cup. Last year, he managed to pick up an astonishing two title shots in the Mega Cup.
Wayne Miller: Yes, and those were the SCW Alternative Championship and the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. Both of them at Spring Meltdown, and a lot of people thought he would be leaving with one, if not both, championships. Emily Desmond, his partner, managed to hold him off and retain her championship, as did Paige Lewis.
Alzy circled the ring as his music died down.
Allie Queen: And here comes the Masked Avenger!
Anne Carpenter: And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, the Masked Avenger!
The intro to Sucker Punch by Korn blasts over air waves as The Masked Avenger comes out on stage and then taunts the fans. They boo the Avenger as the being walks down to the ring and then rolls into the ring and runs over to the ropes and then taunts the crowd on the ropes then The Avenger jumps down from the ropes and looks across the ring at his opponent. As the bell rang, the fans cheered.
Allie Queen: It’s Mega Cup time!
Wayne Miller: Hell yeah!
Alzy and Avenger met in the center of the ring. Alzy offered a handshake, but Avenger knocked his hand away and smacked him across the face.
Allie Queen: Oh, that’s a bold move!
Wayne Miller: And disrespectful…I like it.
Alzy responded by shoving Avenger and the pair began brawling. Alzy threw lefts and rights like a machine and it was all Avenger could do to defend himself. Then, Avenger kicked Alzy and made him stumble. With Alzy losing his footing, Avenger took him to the ropes with an Irish Whip. Alzy rebounded and floored Avenger with a Clothesline.
Allie Queen: Wow, lots of back and forth already.
Wayne Miller: Nice Clothesline there by Alzy. And you know, he has to be very motivated to win here, and replicate his success from last year. Could you imagine?!
Both men were on their feet again and Alzy whipped Avenger away, held on, and yanked him back. Alzy sent Avenger up and over with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Avenger groaned and rolled to his feet as fans cheered. Alzy went for a kick, but Avenger blocked up and shoved him backwards. Avenger got to his feet and Alzy took him down with a Shoulder Block.
Allie Queen: You know, after this, we’ve got two more matches!
Wayne Miller: Yeah, and I’m sure they’ll be working hard to follow this as these two get going.
Alzy picked Avenger up and drove a knee into his midsection. Alzy then planted Avenger with a DDT. Alzy got to his feet and dragged Avenger towards the corner. Climbing the turnbuckle, Alzy lined Avenger up.
Allie Queen: Alzy going to the top rope, and will show us how he earned his numerous nicknames!
Wayne Miller: High rent district!
Alzy launched himself, going for a knee drop. Avenger rolled out of the way at the last second and Alzy crashed into the mat. Avenger got to his feet and picked Alzy up, locking him into a Sleeper. Alzy began struggling, and after a few he managed to power out of it. Avenger charged at him, but Alzy kicked him in the gut.
Allie Queen: Alzy is one of SCW’s foremost submission experts! Why did Avenger think that would work?
Wayne Miller: I don’t know, but Alzy is looking to drive this baby home, right damn now! There goes the Whiplash!!!
With a double underhook, Alzy drove Avenger into his knee. Alzy then hooked Avengers leg and the referee began counting.
1…..2….3!!
Allie Queen: That’s it! It’s over!
Wayne Miller: Alzy Hawkshaw is going to SCW Survival in the Mega Cup!!!
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and moving on to the final match of the SCW Mega Cup, Alzy Hawkshaw!
WINNER: ALZY HAWKSHAW
Terel Walker was walking briskly, talking on his phone. The owner of the SCW was flanked by his security. Someone ran up and shoved a microphone in his face.
Reporter: Mr. Walker, do you have any updated information on Paige Lewis?
Mr. Walker: Please, not now!
Reporter: Please, sir! We know you’ve been working with federal agencies, have they-
Mr: Walker: Fine!!! I can tell you this, and nothing more. I do not know where Paige Lewis is. However, and this has been confirmed by the NSA and MI6…Paige Lewis has been recovered, alive. Last I heard, her rescue team had successfully extracted her and were en route to a waiting C5 Galaxy. I do not know if they made it, or where they were going after that. I can assure you, that is –
Gun fire was heard and the camera fell to the ground.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a first round match for the second annual SCW Mega Cup Series!! Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 180lbs, she is The Wrath of the Desert…FURY!!!
The intro to “Zombie” hits as the fans stand in anticipation. A pyro shoots up from the entrance ramp as Vero walks out to the ramp with a scowl on her face. She begins her slow descent down the ramp with her still not acknowledging the crowd nor making any contact. Once she reaches the end of the entrance ramp, she looks at the crowd around her, surveying her surroundings before running towards the ring and sliding under the ropes.
She heads straight for the upper left turnbuckle and climbs it surveying the crowd without any taunt, like an animal stalking their prey. She then heads towards the opposite turnbuckle and does the same. She descends the top right turnbuckle and does stretches using the ropes as she waits for the bell to ring or for her opponent to arrive.
Allie Queen: Fury has had a rough start here in SCW, but tonight, that could change!
Wayne Miller: A win here could set her up for amazing things here in SCW. Last year, this Mega Cup series produced some amazing matches at Spring Meltdown, and I expect the same thing to happen here.
Anne Carpenter: And her opponent, hailing from Ancient Egypt…Princess Kiya!!!
The arena plunged into darkness, with only several spotlights providing a dim illumination. We Can Be Saved by Jeff Beal began playing over the PA system. Fog pumped into the arena as a hush dropped over the crowd. After a moment, she walked out onto the stage.
Allie Queen: We’ve only recently learned this woman’s name, and now, we will see her in action for the first time.
Wayne Miller: We know she is Paige Lewis’ mentor, but can she work is the question. Whoever wins here moves on to the final round of the Mega Cup Series.
Princess Kiya began making her way to the ring, walking slowly. As she reached the ring, she pulled herself up onto the apron. Slowly, the woman climbed into the ring and stood in a corner.
Allie Queen: We don’t have any official stats on her, but I’d say she about 6 foot tall, maybe 175 in weight.
Wayne Miller: Sounds about right to me. But can she wrestle!?
The bell rang and the two women met in the center of the ring. Fury threw the first punch. It landed perfectly on Princess Kiya’s face. Fury recoiled in pain, grasping her fist. Princess Kiya moved in and shoved a fist into Fury’s midsection. Fury dropped to one knee, gasping for air.
Allie Queen: What the hell!
Wayne Miller: She just brought Fury to her knees with one hit!!!
Princess Kiya grabbed Fury by the hair, and yanked her to her feet. The raggedy woman shoved Fury’s head between her legs and then set her up for a Powerbomb, driving her into the mat. Princess Kiya held onto Fury and then picked her up again and transitioned into a Fireman’s Carry. Fury was then driven into the mat again with a Fireman’s Carry Sidewalk Slam.
Allie Queen: You were asking if she can wrestle! Clearly, she can, and she’s got some impressive strength!
Wayne Miller: I am in awe! She’s going for the pin!!!
Princess Kiya covered Fury and the referee dropped to his knees to count.
1…..2….3!!
The arena erupted as the bell rang and Princess Kiya spun to her feet. The referee raised her hand in victory as We Can Be Saved by Jeff Beal began playing.
Allie Queen: My god…no wonder Paige Lewis is so unstoppable! This is her mentor!
Wayne Miller: I’ve never seen anything like that before! We KNOW Fury is as tough as they come, but this woman just walked in here and treated her like a rank rookie! What the hell is going on?!
Allie Queen: Fury literally got no offense in! Princess Kiya literally put down a legend in minutes, without taking any offense!
Wayne Miller: I shudder to think what this means for the future of SCW if this woman stays on the active roster.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, and moving on to the final match of the SCW Mega Cup Series…PRINCESS KIYA!!!
WINNER: PRINCESS KIYA
Backstage, the garage door is opening, and from outside, the sound of an approaching vehicle is heard. Then, with a roar, a two tone light blue to black Mazda RX8 drifted sideways into the garage. Straightening out, the car sped towards the cameraman, and arched into a tight donut around him as the camera turned to keep up. This kept going for several loops before the driver sped off elsewhere in the garage.
Allie Queen: What the hell was that about?!
Wayne Miller: I don’t know, but I swear I’ve seen that car before! I wonder…
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title, champion versus champion match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Shangai, she is the NEW SCW International Heavyweight Champion…Larissa!!!
As the Chinese National Anthem began playing, Larissa came out on stage and stepped onto a pedestal, wearing the SCW International Heavyweight Championship around her waist. It began rotating slowly while she held her hands up in the air. After a few revolutions, it slowed to a stop and Larissa stepped off and began making her way to the ring. Coming down the ramp, she removed a compact mirror and began admiring herself. After climbing into the ring, Larissa put the mirror away and stood in the corner.
Anne Carpenter: And her opponent she is the SCW Alternative champion. Weighing in at one hundred, ninety five pounds from New York City, New York…..she is Emily Desmond!
Lights go out as I’m Just A Girl by No Doubt begins to play. Also smoke fills the ramp, lit by red and green lights. Emily Desmond appears, carrying the SCW Alternative Championship in one hand, her dark hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and dressed with tights that are a mix of green and purple on black, a shirt that is either solid green or purple or green, and a black leather coat.
Allie Queen: Emily Desmond is a record setting Alternative Champion, having surpassed both Priest and Jessica Tendonin, and has even surpassed Jessica in total days as champion!
Wayne Miller: A very impressive accolade for this young lady. But we both know that one day, perhaps soon, she’s going to want the big one.
Allie Queen: If she manages to fend off Paige Lewis, she just might get her chance!
Wayne Miller: Alzy Hawkshaw, Emily Desmond’s tag team partner, earlier tonight qualified for the final match of the SCW Mega Cup, and we both now what happened last year! He wound up facing Emily AND Paige!
The bell rang as both belts were passed out of the ring. Immediately, both women charged at each other. Emily, the larger of the two, tackled Larissa to the mat and began laying into her. The crowd roared with excitement as the beatdown continued even as the referee began counting, threatening to disqualify Emily. Finally, Emily backed off and Larissa rolled to her feet, angry.
Wayne Miller: Think Emily is in a mood to get to the action, fast!
Allie Queen: Emily Desmond is one of the most dangerous people in SCW, and for good reason! Larissa had better hope she can back up all the trash she talked before this!
Larissa charged at Emily, but Emily sidestepped her, and Larissa rebounded off the ropes into a Northern Lights Suplex. Emily got to her feet quickly and began stomping away on Larissa. Larissa grabbed the ropes, forcing the referee to make Emily stop her attack. As Larissa got up, Emily began yelling something at her.Larissa charged at her, and the referee got caught in the crosshairs. All three of them tumbled out of the ring.
Wayne Miller: Well damn, I guess Larissa is with the action, too!
Allie Queen: Larissa to her feet first!
Larissa grabbed Emily by the hair and pulled her to her feet. The pair traded words before Larissa drove Emily face first into the ringpost, busting her open. The crowd popped, having not expected either woman to get any color in this match.
Wayne Miller: Holy shit! The new International Champ means business!!!
Allie Queen: I like this energy!
Dazed, Emily couldn’t defend against the myriad of attacks from Larissa now. Larissa whipped Emily into the barricade and drove her knee into her back. Emily groan in pain. Looking towards the referee, Larissa saw he was still out of it. Larissa whipped Emily towards the ring and rolled her into it. When Larissa joined Emily, Emily drove her into the mat with an STO. The crowd roared as the bloodied champion got to her feet and turned her back to Larissa.
Wayne Miller: Mr. Walker made a good call saving this for the main event! This is even more exciting than when Princess Kiya basically brutalized Fury moments ago!
Allie Queen: I’m still in shock from that match, and now these two are starting world war 3!!
Emily jumped in the air, and did a standing moonsault, but Larissa rolled out of the way. Back on her feet, Larissa stomped Emily’s face into the mat repeatedly. Emily stopped moving, having been knocked out. Larissa dropped to her knees and rolled Emily over, pinning her. But the referee was still out!
Wayne Miller: She’s gonna need a referee if she wants to win this match!
Allie Queen: And there he is! He’s struggling back into the ring!
Larissa got to her feet and dashed across the ring, dragging the referee into the ring and pointing behind her. When she turned around, Emily came flying through the air, taking her down. Out of nowhere, Emily had an Armbar locked in.
Wayne Miller: That is! It’s a fucking wrap!!!
Allie Queen: If Larissa doesn’t tap, her arm is gonna break, just like she broke Jessica’s arm!
Larissa tried to fight it, but after almost a minute, she gave in and began tapping. The referee signaled for the bell.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by submission, the SCW Alternative Champion, Emily Desmond!!!
WINNER: EMILY DESMOND
Wayne Miller: For a minute, Larissa was holding her own against Emily, but that damn Armbar will stop anyone in their tracks!!
Allie Queen: And Emily making a quick exit to get medical attention.
Indeed, Emily had grabbed her belt and left. Larissa got to her feet and demanded a mic.
Larissa: Emily Desmond. I liked that. You talked all that crap to me, and you barely escaped! But dammit, I will get some respect in this company! I am the SCW International Heavyweight Champion! I beat Jessica freaking Tendonin to win this belt! I’m the number one contender for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship! I am unstoppable! This loss here will not matter soon. I am-
Party Monster by The Weeknd began playing through the arena audio system as the crowd exploded.
“I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Great!”
After a few seconds, Jessica Tendonin walked out onto the stage, her left arm in a cast. She stood there for a moment,looking around the arena. Jessica then began walking down the ramp slowly as the fans roared, having not expected her. In the ring, Larissa was in shock.
Wayne Miller: THE DRAGON HAS ARRIVED!!!
Allie Queen: Would you calm the hell down?!
Walking up the steps into the ring, Jessica slowly climbing between the ropes. Then, she walked right up to Larissa and yanked the mic out of her hand as her music faded.
Jessica: First of all, shut the fuck up you little imp! You broke my goddamn arm!
Someone tossed Larissa a new mic.
Larissa: and what are you going to do about it, cripple?
Jessica: Even with one arm, I will still beat your ass right here, and right now. Say the word and I will fuck you up so bad that they call it a hate crime. I’ll hate crime your ass with no hesitation! Give me a reason.
As Larissa raised her mic to say something, the PA system came to life, and the arena shook as the fans roared to life. Spotlight by Hot Tag Media Works began playing.
“And still…it’s all…about…me!”
After a few seconds, the SCW World Heavyweight Champion walked out onto the stage, the belt around her waist. She was bruised, and was limping as she began making her way to the ring.
Wayne Miller: Oh my god, this thing is about to blow like a powder keg! These three women absolutely can’t stand one another!
Allie Queen: I got a funny feeling about all of this…
Paige Lewis climbed into the ring after grabbing a mic offered to her. She signalled for her music to be cut.
Paige: So let me get this straight, you disrespect Jessica by breaking her arm, and now, you think you’re going to run your mouth to her? Not on my watch. You see, I know you’re my next challenger, and I’m not worried about you. Let me tell you how Survival is going to go, Larissa. First, Jessica is going to stomp you out, and retake her championship. Then, as you crawl your scrawny ass to the ring to face me, I’m going to teach you why I am the unstoppable force of the SCW. I have lost one match in my entire career, and it is to this woman right here. How dare you speak to her in this manner. Get on your knees and apologize.
The crowd buzzed with excitement at this exchange. Larissa seemed shocked as well, looking back and forth between the two women. Larissa did not get on her knees. Paige snapped.
Paige: I SAID GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES! I WILL NOT ASK YOU AGAIN! MY ARM ISN’T BROKEN, YOU SCRAWNY LITTLE RUNT, AND I WILL STOMP YOU INTO A PUDDLE OF BLOOD!!
Allie Queen: I don’t know what’s going on here, but this is surreal. I’ve never seen Paige speak like this. And are her and Jessica suddenly best friends? Why is she going so hard for Jessica?
Wayne Miller: That car from earlier is still bothering me. It’s not Jessica’s style, and Paige drives a Mustang.
Larissa, realizing Paige meant business, began kneeling. Then, Mustang Nismo hit the PA system and all hell broke loose.
Wayne Miller: OH MY GOD!!! I KNEW IT!!! I GODDAMN KNEW IT!!!
Allie Queen: IS THIS REAL LIFE!!??
The first SCW Hall of Famer, and the first SCW Champion calmly walked out onto the stage. She looked around the arena, smiling as the fans all cheered. Making her way to the ring, she high fived several fans. Climbing into the ring, she quickly stood between Larissa and the other two women. She took the microphone from Larissa while her music faded and spoke.
Neela Shizeguma: Jessica. Paige. Back up.
Neither Jessica nor Paige moved. Neela smiled while nodding.
Neela Shizeguma: Very well. Larissa, get up, you are not a dog.
Larissa stood and she and Neela backed up. Neela pointed at the belt around Paige’s waist.
Neela Shizeguma: That’s cute. I had the first one.
Paige: You did not, actually. I know who you are. Only Jessica and I have held this belt. That championship you held is not related to this. You were the SCW Champion…but I’m the SCW World Heavyweight Champion.
Neela Shizeguma: Do not ever address me like that again. Second, I said I had the first one, meaning the first championship. Now shut up. As I’m sure all of you here in the arena and at home are wondering why I’m here, let me get to it. As we learned earlier tonight, someone took a shot at Mr. Walker. We do not know if he was hit or not. He has not been seen since that TMZ video, nor has he checked into any emergency rooms. As such, the SCW Board of Directors felt the need to put someone in charge until Mr. Walker returned.
They wanted someone who knew SCW inside and out. Someone who could hold things together. Someone who would have the respect of the locker room and the fans alike. Someone…like me. So, I got the call and was on the next flight out. Red-eye to LAX, and then, I picked up my car, and high tailed it all the way here. So…from this moment forward, until either the SCW Board of Directors or Mr. Walker decide otherwise…I am the new General Manager of SCW.
Wayne Miller: WHAT!? SCW Hall of Famer Neela Shizeguma has returned to be the new General Manager!
Allie Queen: I shudder to think what might have happened to Larissa had Neela not came out here when she did.
Neela Shizeguma: We only have a few minutes left, so let me address something. Larissa you WILL defend your championship at Survival. Jessica, if you would like to have your rematch at that time, then next Overdrive, I will have a waiver available for you to sign. Larissa, as Mr. Walker promised, you will also be challenging for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. Paige, I’m going to let you pick the match type. Now, if you all don’t might, that’s all our time.
12:47 PM
February 22nd, 2017
Tendonin Manor
Cleveland, Ohio
Camera Status: Off
The table was laden with food. During her timeouts with Dragasha, the Paraguayan wasn’t aware of some of her physiological issues. There were consequences. Dragasha often forgot to feed herself regularly. There was also the issue of injuries. Because Dragasha thrived on almost unlimited adrenaline, she often wasn’t aware of how injured she was. As Jessica sat at the table, eating a gyro, she closed her eyes in happiness.
Stuffing her face like this, she knew she’d pay for it later, but she didn’t care. On the other side of the table, her three children watched her, shocked, having never seen her eat so much. Only Lucius paid his wife no mind, and he ravaged a shoulder sandwich. After finishing another plate, Jessica looked around the table, glancing at Jessica II. Her heir had wanted Pizza, and thus, she had gotten pizza. Ashley wanted fried chicken, and Lucius Kevin wanted cereal.
Jessica: Are you three not hungry?
Jessica II: Momma eating fast…don’t want choke…
Jessica: Momma has to get big and strong again.
Lucius: If Momma keeps eating so much, the only thing that’ll get big is her butt.
Jessica: Lucius!
Lucius: It’s true!
The children laughed, and they continued eating. Jessica felt like she hadn’t eaten in weeks – and with Dragasha, that wasn’t impossible. Later, Jessica and Lucius were looking at bank statements that came the day prior. Jessica looked at the total for outbound transactions on one of her larger accounts, and after reading it a second and third time, she flipped out.
Jessica: SHE SPENT HOW MUCH!?
Lucius looked up excitedly, having been making some markings on the notepad on his lap. In shock, he knocked his glass of vodka off the table.
Lucius: What’s wrong, dear?
Jessica: What in the holy hell did she spend two billion dollars on?!
Lucius: Oh…yeah. She…kinda went a little crazy. She bought a couple of yachts.
Jessica: To do WHAT with?
Lucius: I think she just liked them. Personally, I do like the Project At-
Jessica: Wait, she got the Project Atom?
Lucius: That’s what she called it.
Jessica: That still only account for maybe a quarter billion. Dammit…burning through my fucking money.
Lucius: She also…did a thing with a shuttle.
Jessica set the paper down and looked at her husband, her eyes twitching.
Jessica: Husband…please tell me she did not buy a goddamn space shuttle…
Lucius: Don’t be silly, dear. Space Shuttles cost hundred of billions. Not even you can afford to actually buy one.
The Paraguayan tilted her head, challenging the idea.
Lucius: Okay, maybe one or two. But no, she didn’t buy one. Just did a thing. I honestly don’t know what she was planning with it, but it’s been ready, for whatever, for about two days.
Jessica: Every damn time…there is always ridiculous aftermath, because she has no impulse control.
Jessica sat down and began writing, shaking her head.
7:21 PM
February 23rd, 2017
Aboard the Gulfstream G650
Enroute to MCO, Florida
Camera Status: Off
Lucius had tried to talk her out of it. It was unsurprising, really. It was extremely dangerous. Even she was sure she should follow through with it. But, she wanted to do something exhilarating. And, the money had already been spent. That was on Jessica’s mind as she heard her uncle’s over the PA.
Pilot: Final Approach to Orlando. Buckle up back there.
Jessica did as told. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. It was madness. Her equipment was already ready to be transferred, and her Mustang had been brought up from Miami.
After landing, Jessica loaded her things into her Mustang before kissing her uncle’s goodbye as they prepared to take the bird back to Cleveland. Looking around the airport, Jessica noted another private jet coming in on final approach. She watched it for several moments, even after it had landed. She had always loved jets and planes. After buying her first several years ago, she bought another. The original had been lost in a crash with one of her cousins on board. Thinking of J. Natalia brought a tear to her eyes as she climbed into the Mustang.
*********
The next morning dawned bright and warm, as was expected. Jessica had been warned that sudden changes in the weather could affect the project. Today, though, as she parted her hotel room windows, she knew it would be a good day for another flight. And so it was, she bathed and dressed before heading out to the Kennedy Space Center. The complex was a bit over an hour away from the hotel, but the drive was pleasant.
Arriving, Jessica passed through several checkpoints before parking her vehicle. As she looked across the field, she saw the majestic vehicle again, this time in the daylight. Again, she felt a sharp pang. She could do this from at home – there was no need to go so over the top. In the back of her mind, she felt an uneasiness that she couldn’t explain. Several things this year so far had not gone the way she wanted; considering how horribly wrong THIS could go, she hoped the trend would end.
Before it would be time to load into the vehicle, Jessica had to attend a final safety class. As she walked in, she again felt that sharp, sudden flash of apprehension. Something bad was going to happen. She pushed the thought from her mind and sat for the class. It was a lot of information to take in in the two hour session, but at the end of it, she gritted her teeth as she stood and marched off to the locker room to begin dressing.
Heading out to the platform, Jessica noted the local news crews that had began to arrived; it was expected. You couldn’t REALLY hide something like this, after all. There was a trolley that would take them to the platform to begin entering the vehicle. Riding it, Jessica smiled and nodded as the pilot told her about the history of the vehicle being used today. She felt herself becoming frozen with fear. There was still time to back out. No, she wouldn’t do that. This was already all paid for; it would be silly to waste the amount of money this had cost.
And so, an hour later, the full crew were strapped in and Jessica’s equipment had been stowed, as well. The time had come. It was too late to escape now. She was committed. The vehicle began to shake as the engines fired up. Out the windows, she saw the massive clouds of smoke begin to form and rise.
The Paraguayan closed her eyes, trying to fight the images of seeing the space shuttle break up into pieces like the Challenger. And then, she saw the Challenger.
Horrified, she squirmed in the seat, trying to shake the image from her head, but it was there, now, and she couldn’t make it leave. The analyst, Ryan, next to her looked over.
Ryan: Hey, you’ll be alright. Just relax.
How could he be so sure, though? Jessica began breathing faster as she tried to say the words she hoped would get her off of the shuttle and back on the ground. She admitted it to herself, then and there, she was afraid. Her pride broke as she stared up into the sky. She was afraid. But it was too late.
And the ride began. Jessica closed her eyes and began reciting the lyrics to her theme music. I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Great. She repeated this over and over until she heard the pilot state that they had reached Escape Velocity. Not only had they gone too far to turn back, the only direction left was up, and out of the atmosphere. And then, she saw the darkness get darker as they left the planets pull. They were free of Earth’s gravity well.
As she had been advised the trip upward had taken roughly ten minutes. Only a few minutes later, they were in orbit. After a system check both onboard the craft and at Mission Control on the ground, they were certain the flight had gone off without a hitch. Jessica unstrapped herself and removed the suit so that she could begin.
12:05 PM
February 24th, 2017
Aboard Space Shuttle Atlantis
In Orbit
Camera Status: On
The scene began with a panning image of Planet earth from the window of the space shuttle. Then, it landed on the floating form of Jessica Tendonin. With Zero Gravity, the image was a bit surreal. Her red hair flowed freely as she floated with her arms crossed. As she began, her green eyes blinked slowly.
Jessica: I’ve always striven to push limits, exceed expectations, to awe. And to that end, my work can speak for itself. I came to EWC with the single goal of prover that even though I’d stepped away to raise my children, I still wasn’t the woman to mess with. I didn’t come to EWC with championship goals.
My desire for EWC gold began on June 5th, 2016. Scars and Stripes. I had competed earlier in the night, in the Brawl versus Rampage match, and was the last eliminated from the Rampage Team before CBK won it for the Friday Night Crew. What I remember about that night, however, is watching Shelley Silver wrest the EWC United States Championship away from Alexis Morrison in a ladder match before she hightailed it to Brawl.
But you see, even before then, I’d defeated Morrison one on one, in a non title match. And then, I would go on to defeat Silver, in a one on one non title match. Of course she went on to lose it to Luke Wolfe. And that is where the biggest stain in my EWC career began. I was pitted against the man who called himself the Messiah. A man who surrounded himself with minions lower than himself not to raise them up, but rather, to make himself feel better as he marched among ants.
In my first singles loss in all of 2016, Luke Wolfe got the scratch in the W column on that night. But, it wasn’t over. You see, Luke Wolfe still had what I wanted now. The United States Championship. And at Uncensored, I finally got my chance, after waiting for four months. And, in arguably my biggest match in EWC thus far, and in fact all of EWC…I failed.
In this business, sometimes, stuff becomes personal. And while personal can be fun, it clouds judgement, and dilutes the thinking process. On Halloween, I was so focused on proving I was tougher than Luke wolfe was, that I lost sight of the actual goal. And because of that tunnel vision, in my quest to simply hurt Luke Wolfe, and beat him to the end of his life…I lost.
Look, it’s a known fact that JTC helped Luke Wolfe in that match; he’s even admitted it to me via twitter, saying Luke came to him begging. But, that’s neither here nor there. Fact is, I lost. And to a degree, I’ve made peace with it. I’ve lost before, I’ll lose again. I went back home and told myself I would climb that ladder again. I would work to reach Number One Contender Status Again.
November. It was time for the season finales to begin. I called up President Mac and told him I am the hardest woman on his payroll, and wanted a chance to prove it. And so, I put in the overtime; I went to Rampage, won, went to FSW, won, and then, finally, on Brawl, I went, and I shut that shit down by leaving Red Dragon a quivering mess in the ring.
That night, Michael Saint called me, and offered me another chance at the United States title. But, it would be against The Emerald, Drew Stevenson. And, to make it worthwhile, it was a ladder match. Stevenson is one hell of a competitor; and his name is well known among the greats in this business. But at Wrestlefest…my greed for the United States Championship would not allow me to leave without victory.
Even against the third pace winner of King of the Cage, the Dragon roared and fought with such a ferocity that in the end, nothing could stop me from climbing the ladder. Not the asthma attack, not the broken nose, not the bruised ribs, nothing.
Jessica paused now, and reached up, off camera. Then, she pulled down the briefcase she’d won at WrestleFest. It was still dented and bloodstained. Staring at it for but a moment, she looked into the camera again.
Jessica: For four months, it’s eaten me up inside that I failed to win that Unites States Championship. But…for the last two…I’ve had a sliver of hope. Griffin Hawkins…the new EWC United States Champion. As I sat in the hospital, hearing those words, my heart was a bit broken. I wanted to be the one to end Luke Wolfe’s reign of terror.
No matter. It’s been done, and congratulations have already been said. Griffin, you’re no Luke Wolfe. And at the same time, I’m no Billy Feral. When I faced off against Luke Wolfe, I was blinded by rage, and wanted to hurt him. But you…I don’t have that same Kill Bill mindset. What I have is the immense drive to be the best. At Hardcore Revolution, my goal isn’t to hurt you, or send you to the Emergency Room, but if that is what it takes…then so be it.
The goal is to finally become the EWC United States Champion. At Hardcore Revolution, you’re entering my playground. I will do whatever it takes to leave as the United States Champion, because for me, failure is a burden so horrifying that I’d do anything to avoid it. I don’t want to say I’m the best. I want to show it. And if that means I have to climb a hundred ladders, hit you with a hundred chairs, and put you through a hundred tables, then that is what I will do.
Griffin, you are, without doubt the greatest EWC TV Champion of all time. The precedent you set will stand for a long time, and I mean more than just the amount of time you carried the belt. But the thing is, you never faced anyone who wanted it enough. You might even recall that I refused to take place in a free for all a while back, with the winner getting a shot at it. But when it comes to that United States Championship, I didn’t walk in and say I wanted it yesterday, and I didn’t find myself in this position by pure chance like the like of Eddie Crank.
I’ve fought my way to be here, Griffin, as have you. At Hardcore Revolution, I’m proving I’m still not the woman to mess with, and I’m leaving the arena as the United States Champion. I am committed to that, and I will not be swayed. You’re entering my playground, Griffin, and contrary to the name…I don’t play…I win.
Jessica pointed out a window, and the camera panned a bit. The earth was shown.
Jessica: I’m not coming back down there just to lose, Griffin. I’d tell you to count the days, but I’ve already done that for you. Seventy. That is the number. You’re at Sixty-seven right now, so I want you to savor the next 72 hours, because that is how many you have left with the EWC United States Championship in your clutch.
The scene ended now, zooming out from Jessica as it faded to black.
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Chris Harris – Chris Desmond
Chris Hemsworth – Lucius Tendonin
Danny Glover – Wayne Miller
Drake – Terel Walker
Elisa Cuthbert – Allie Queen
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Ellen Page – Emily Desmond
Gal Gadot – Jacina
Justin Gabriel- Rich Anderson
Kiersey Clemons – Cassie Mason
Kristin Kreuk – Larissa
Maria Kanellis Bennett – Jessica Tendonin
Susan Coffey – Anne Carpenter
Triple H – Brian Kennedy
“Chinese National Anthem”- Larissa
AC-DC- “Big Gun”- Rich Anderson
Cradle of Filth – “Hell Awaits” – Chris Desmond
Drake -” 0 to 100″ – Terel Walker
Hot Tag Media Works – “Spotlight” – Paige Lewis
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – “Carry Me” – Lucius Tendonin
No Doubt – “I’m Just a Girl” – Emily Desmond
The Weeknd – “Party Monster” – Jessica Tendonin
Paige Lewis – Palegreen
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